There it is . its ...its her!!! its her.... she's reading the book to herself.. that must be it! im hearing the sound of her voice reading the book in...her head!! it was as if i was reading the book over her shoulder!!! but how? this cant be happening!! and like that it was gone. i opened my eyes to see her still reading oblivious to my condition sweating, panting in my chair. what the hell just happened i thought to myself... thats not possible!!!! thats not fucking possible!! my own mind was. So I went out and was waiting for my mom to provide breakfast. It was bread and omlette with orange juice. I had my breakfast without talking, but I was luring my mom with my eyes and all possible body parts. I finished my breakfast and my mom also finished hers. Suddenly, I pulled her saree to wipe my hands and her saree fell off! And now her navel and breast were visible to me.My mom was not aware of my intention and she was softly scolding me to wash my hands. As she was also pulling back. "You're the little girl that Deputy Stevens told us about, ain't you?" he asked."Yessir," Cindy said."Me an' Myra just wanted to say 'hi' to you, young lady. Didn't mean to interrupt your breakfast." Oh, that's okay," I said as Cindy smiled. "Thank you for taking care of us. Deputy Stevens seems like a good guy." Oh, he is," the old guy said. "But he still talks about Miss Cindy here. You're her husband?" Yessir. Long story." We've heard bits and pieces. He smiled. "Stranger things have. She was easy on his eyes, particularly as the high heeled shoes brought out the muscle tone of her slender legs, the handcuffs prevented any attempt at modesty and the steel collar around her pretty neck proclaimed her status as a sexual slave. Her wiry black pubic hair had been trimmed in such a way as not to obscure her feminine parts.He surveyed the spectacular New York City skyline from his 27th floor corner office. While she stood there awaiting his pleasure he decided to make a few.