Finally, I realized that Sarala’s eyes were stuck at my manhood which’s shape and size was partially visible due to the wetness of the towel I was...wearing. Seeing my position, she suddenly ran away from my room to the hall and waited for me to get ready.I normally wear white jockey briefs, which incidentally on that day, I struggled to keep my cock inside my brief due to the hard on I had and as per my grand parents request, I wore a dhothi and white shirt. After finishing my breakfast, I went. She looked up shyly and smiled back. "Don't let it go to your head," she said softly.Hank smiled gently at her and stroked her cheek again. "Very well, Ma'am."At that moment the door opened noisily and a young orderly wheeled in a trolley."Hello, Hank," he said cheerfully. "Here's your lunch. Let's get you sitting up a bit more."Fiona cringed. "I don't doubt he means well but for a young man like him to be so familiar..." she thought. She resolved to have a word with Sister on her way out."Do. While I was leafing through one of them, I found some Polaroid photos marking a picture series. One of the photos had my brother sitting in a chair with a nude woman sitting in his lap. The next photo had him behind her doing her doggy style. The last photo had the woman sucking my brother’s cock. Needless to say, I almost came in my pants when I saw those photos of my brother, and I masturbated to them many times.A few weeks later, my brother hadn’t closed his door again, and he was. She told me during graduation that if I ever needed anything, to come visit or give her a call. As luck would have it I had a big paper due the following morning and decided to myself, who better to type this thing up than a business teacher. I called her house and she was happy to hear from me, without hesitation she agreed to type my paper. As I pulled in I was surprised to see my cousin Sam's vehicle in her apartment lot. Upon entering I could tell the two were drinking a bit and we went to.