How can her body not meet that inevitable end when she has so obviously been aroused under my direction? It is obviously something that I has fascinat...d and intrigued me since her admission. And it was in my thoughts now.I took the camera into both hands and confirmed there was enough photos for a few more minutes. The robe was draped over the back of the kitchen chair before I looked up from the camera as I knew it would be."Now get down onto your knees please." Politeness never hurt anything,. Ninnu alagaina padaiytalni aduru chusa , inni rojulu pattindi ” . Ee maatalu vinangane inka naaku poorthi permition vachindani thanani gattiga hug chesukunna , mottamodati sari tha dondapandu lanti pedalani naa pedalatho kalipesi rhana nadum chuttu vathutu chinnatha ninnu appatiki vadalanu inka neeku mogudu ledani digulu vaddu , kathilanti kurragu neeku , nee andaniki nyayam cheyadaniki vaxhadu ani thana sarry teeyatam modalu petta , thanu door lock cheyamandi . Ok ani door lock chesa . Thana. I look down at myself and I look totallyand completely normal, just like a business woman headed off to work. Iwish I could look in a mirror. I feel good like this, more confident, notas exposed and vulnerable. I wish I could do something with my hair andapply a little makeup. If I'm going to dress nice, then I'd like to looknice.What the hell am I thinking? It's their game. I don't need to help them.They can come and do my make up if they want me in makeup. I wonder ifthey will. I find myself. A week actually passed before I saw the girl again, though she had not left my mind and I think it was safe to say she would not be leaving it for quite some time. I had found out from my mum that her name was Rebecca, or Becki as she liked to be called. She was the same age as me and she was single (thanks for that information mum). My mum was one of those who constantly tried to get me a girlfriend. She always said ‘You’re actually a very handsome young man, William and any girl would be.