Tamara toweled off my hair and then began to comb through it. "Let's see, we want a romantic look for a bride, and that means curls." I had shoulde... length blonde hair, so I figured even with some curl I wouldn't look too different. I let Tamara do what she was going to do.She wheeled over a cart with lots of bins and began to roll my hair on curlers systematically. The tugging and the pulling felt good as I relaxed in the chair. Once finished with the rollers, she began to apply what I. I was most trusted by both of them as I had the caliber to get things done quick. They stayed about 3 Kms away from my home.Every morning my sis Dhanya would drop her son to my home where my family would take care of the little boy and while returning from work, she’d come to my home to pick her son and I had to drop them back home on my bike. This had become the routine.Initially, I had no bad intentions on my sis Dhanya.But gradually I started getting attracted to her and it she was so much. And to my luck, she was the one, whom my eyes were searching for long. I happy inside then she was busy talking to her friend and was on her way to home. I kept following her till half way, I was just 10 steps back and I could smell the Mogra (Gajra) she was having in her head. What an amazing breeze of that flowers, really Gods really blessed us with such an incredible flowers and everything you name it.From there I went to some extent then I got a call so I had to leave it incomplete, as I. "What daddy?" I think you need a shower." No daddy, I got one this morning! I don't wanna take another one right now." She smiled her best smile at him, knowing he would relent."Ok, but we have to do something about that hair of yours! Get me your brush and lets see if daddy can't tame it."Knowing no modesty, she had begun to peel off her play clothes in front of daddy. Daddy didn't mind at all. He loved watching her, loved her long smooth sturdy legs. Daddy groaned when she took off her shirt,.