This made me feel somethingvery sensual inside, however, if my feelings were to be satisfied, then Iwould need to know if this is something she does e...eryday.So, I'd either sit in with her, and at times, get to watch her apply hermakeup, or, if I was not allowed to sit in with her, I'd look to see ifshe'd leave her makeup behind, and every single day for two weeks, I didnotice that she had. Most of these days, the babysitter would not arriveuntil in the afternoon, but since my mom had to work. So we both sat on the dining and Rohini served us, whenever she used to come near me for serving the odour of Rohini just intoxicated me and I touched her few times by holding her hands when she tried to serve me more food and I loved her fell of her skin it was so smooth and just then I noticed Fatima was watching me with a “I know what you are doing” face. I was scared and finished my dinner and went to my room quickly.So inside my room I took off my T-shirt and fell on the bed just thinking. When I walked into the house, she yelled, “where is the fucking key?” It was difficult to suppress my smile. That wasn’t a nice way to talk to somebody who had interrupted his day to come home to help her. “You don’t get the key until I have my say.” “Just give me the fucking key.” she repeated. Now I was pissed... pissed but prepared. Before she could react, I took her wrists and bound them behind her with plastic flex cuffs. “Now will you listen?” I growled. She began to cry, and pull at. Rather than responding with her normal shyness and modesty, she relished the exposure and glanced up to see Lyle’s reaction to her near nudity. Happily for her new shameless and wicked attitude, he was staring with the lustful expression that suited her mood. Seductively, she smiled at him as she straightened up and, for a moment, raised her tits above the water. She dropped back down as Lyle reached again to push the button before settling down beside her again. Cindy was shocked at herself.