Paris giggled, she hadn't had her feet or any part of her body massaged before. Her feet thoroughly massaged, Max began to rub her lower legs kneading...them ever so gently, paying attention to her calves. Paris moaned quietly, she didn't want Max to know how much this was turning her on. He then asked Paris to stand up and removed her pencil skirt, revealing her black lacy panties and her black seamed hold-ups. Max smiled as he liked what he saw and a little movement from down below confirmed. I decided to make my way back to the pill box. Surely an enemy sausage would turn up at some point and get me the hell out of this fucked up and creepy place. I didn’t make it to the pill box. ‘Halt.’ Said a voice. It came from behind me about thirty yards over my right shoulder. I pushed my hands to the sky, my right hand was still gripping my revolver. The voice behind me shouted something. I didn’t understand the words, but I understood the tone of voice. I let my revolver fall. I reached. I went to bed very relieved and feeling like i’d dodged a bullet. Madhavi woke me at 8am the next morning and told me she and the girls were leaving and would be back by noon. She said saraswathy was up and waiting to cook me some breakfast. I got up showered and shaved and wasted as much time as i could in the bathroom. I did not look forward to being alone with my mother-in law. When i entered the kitchen saraswathy was sitting reading the paper. I smelled her perfume the moment i entered the. We know you aren't up to anything bad. We'll adjust it after school is out and you guys can hang out later. We really aren't worried about it. Relax, I'm not getting on you." "I know, but I'm getting on myself. Thanks for being so cool, Mr. Morgan." I got her home on time on Thursday. I really enjoyed going to her ball games. I love high school basketball. I was a two-guard in high school and college. I wasn't good enough to start at USC, but I was in the rotation. I could always shoot. I.