Of course: I remembered now. Last week we had been sitting side by side for the whole journey into town. I remembered the way she had kept looking at ...e, and how embarrassed I had felt. I also remembered her confused behaviour as I got off the train. I had thought she was disgusted as my FUCK-enhanced cock so obviously filled my trousers; only now did it dawn on me that she had been succumbing to the irresistible influence I now exercised over any woman I wanted. "Oh great," I moaned inwardly.. But then there were the photos with me in them. I was helping her. I was rescuing her from a bad situation. But that does not show on the photos. Those photos are the kind of poison that could kill her marriage, even though they were innocent enough at the time they were taken. I couldn't bring myself to delete them. I knew they would put lead in my pencil every time I looked at them. I copied and hid them in my laptop with every trick I knew and brought my laptop and the erased camera card. Now after leaving her son she is alone in the house on dayI met went to her house and inquired whether she needs anything? She was thankful as I asked that she also invited me for dinner that day I saw change in her that she was talking too much and there is sudden change after departure of her mother in law while talking with me I noticed that she was looking in my eyes directly. In the evening I freshened up and went to her house for dinner. She was also wearing transparent saree she was. Why?”“Your dad is sexy.”My ears immediately perked up.“My dad and sexy in the same sentence? Ew… gross. Why would you even say that, Paige?”“I don’t know. He just is.”“That’s so disgusting. Anyways…” Simone was trying to change the subject. I was hoping she wouldn’t since I already had my foot in the proverbial door. “What about the boys at school?”“Johnny’s pretty hot.” Paige answered. “A lot of the football players are pretty hot.”“Yeah, Johnny, Tommy, Chris.” You could hear the longing in my.