Mr. Kamp had asked her if she had any allergies to worry about, and had ordered Prime Rib for them both, with potatoes au gratin, baby peas, and a mix...d salad. He chose a red wine for a beverage. They talked as they ate, and the waiter brought the bill, she ducked her head so as to not see it. She had been taught this in Grade School. Ladies never watched a gentleman settle the bill. He was looking at her from the corner of his eyes, studying her as they spent time together. His chauffeur was. When the movie ended, she turned to face me and said, “Take me home and fuck me Johnny, please?”The garage doors opened, and we got out and headed home, with her back in her seat.She was constantly looking over at me, all the way home. I put the jeep in the garage, got her out, and took her to my bedroom.“No, I want you to start your cameras, so we can film our fucking, please?”She pulled me into that room and was undressing quite erotically. I was trying to get everything going, including my. I was disappointed but again my finger went over her thigh and did the same. This time she didn’t say anything. When she didn’t say anything I got courage and crawled my palm on her smooth stomach and slowly fingered her navel. I sensed her body shudder.That day it went like that. Maa’s attitudes are giving me courage. Sometimes I feel a kind of fear, ‘what if I go further’. Next day again the same thing happened. She didn’t come into my lap nor she asked me to sit on her lap.“Maa come let me. I felt like going in and pulling him off. Mother saw me take a few tentative steps into the room and flicked her head with stern eyes, indicating I should leave. She seemed to show no embarrassment at me seeing her being fucked. I stayed for a few seconds longer to show I was not afraid of him but Father was totally oblivious to my presence. Mother's eyes pleaded with me to go, so finally I did. I went to the kitchen to get a drink. I was standing by the fridge when Mother came there. She was.