I couldn’t approach her directly because I feared that if she disapproved of my love she would tell it to my parents and then my parents would beat ...he hell out of me. Hence I had to think of ways to induce her into having sex with me. Till then I restricted myself to fucking her only in my fantasis. My dream of fucking her came true when I least expected it to happen. It was Friday evening and I was alone in my house. My parents had gone out to attend a marriage party. I had come back from the. Standing next to her just now had been more difficult then I thought possible. I could smell her sweet perfume, and it was addicting. Also, when she bit her lip- something about that action seemed so cute, especially since Lexi was the one doing it. Usually, I have no problem reading my handwriting, sloppy as it might be. But being close to her, I just couldn’t concentrate on my words. I was relieved she just assumed it was poor handwriting and not what it actually was. I realized something as. They both felt something as he touched her, something excitingly electric. As he was helping her to her feet, he spoke to her for the first time, ‘Are you all right?’ ‘Y-yes, I’m fine. Just a little shook up is all.’ After she composed herself, she smiled and asked, ‘So, you can talk after all?’ He smiled warmly at her, as he saw the torn strap and exposed bra and reached over to her. He noticed that the scratches were superficial, and he took hold of the two ends of her dress strap. Normally. "Oh, Lisa, I'm touched. But I want you as my companion, and you can't bemy companion and my maid both." Why not?" I said."What do you mean?" I'll be your maid part of the time, because someone's got to do thechores around here, and I'll be your companion the rest of the time." That's silly," she said. "How would I know who you are at the moment?" From what I'm wearing," I said. "When I'm a maid, like now, I'll wearthe uniform. When I'm your companion, I'll wear a regular dress. I'llneed you to.