Oh..! So it is Archana who glares me from the closed curtains of her window. A lot of thoughts kept circling my brain and the most convincing of them ... found that she being so young might be hungry for sex and looking for any opportunity to have it with anyone.Second morning, I woke up as usual but this time with the intention of seeing who the glaring eye was, I stepped on the balcony and noticed the same glaring eye from the moving curtains. I suddenly moved my eyes to that window with a. She stood beside the wardrobe, smiling provocatively. She wore a black basque, matching black fishnets, thigh-length PVC boots, see-through open-crotch panties, a short, frilly and sheer black babydoll, long elbow gloves and had her hair tied back in a harsh bun. She had lots of make-up on: her face china white, lips dark red, eye-lashes heavy with mascara. She looked fantastic: her enormous breasts bulged in the confines of her basque, looking mesmerising beneath the sheer cheap nylon of her. And he blamed her for the way his sons had been taken from him without so much as a how do you do. He knew that he should be proud that Charley had bagged a lady's maid. But he had also seen that lady's maid coming from Hugh Hinkman's forge several times. And as best he could tell, she had neither brought anything to repair, nor taken away anything fixed. So what had she been doing in there all those times without a chaperone?And it wasn't possible that all those girls should swell up like. Cindy HAD to be able to feel it - she just HAD to.If she did, she did nothing to acknowledge my response to her presence. In fact, she continued to press against me a bit more than I felt was strictly proper. It was almost like she wanted to tease me - to prove to both of us she was truly a woman and capable of turning me on.The dance ended, leaving me feeling a bit dazed and confused. Cindy still acted like nothing had happened between us as I accompanied her back to her seat next to my.