It was a two story building with plaster on brick walls downstairs, then upstairs it was brick walls with no coverings at all. Oh yeah there was an in...h of dust everywhere. There was an outside entrance to the upstairs via a metal fire escape in the rear, and a stairway in the front of the building. That front door opened onto main street.When I finally saw it, the upstairs was one giant room, it was a tempting storage space. I knew that it was too close to the county government offices to be. Now here goes our story; Kavitha is a married woman whom stays two house away from mine her. She has a child who is 3 year old who mostly stays with her granny. Her husband stays in Mumbai for official stuff. Every evening she goes for a walk and I used to stand near my house she used to smile at me and sometimes she used to talk to me for few minutes. While talking to her I always used to stare her boobs and wished to suck them and I used to masturbate thinking about her. Once she was coming. After a few moments, she touched Leah gently on her knickers and carefully unfolded her skirt until it covered the girl’s bottom once again.“Up you get, Leah. Go and get on with your essay," she said softly.Carefully, the schoolgirl got to her feet and rubbed the tears from her eyes and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. She adjusted her skirt and blouse and tried to straighten her school tie. Eventually, she turned and headed back to her desk, rubbing her bottom through her skirt,. I asked her if she lived here alone, since it seemed unlikely to me that she would have enough money to pay for the rent alone, with her still being in school.She told me she was living with a boy she had a relationship with until recently. They had ended the relationship but were still living together, in friendship. At least until she made enough money on her own to find her own place.He was usually working anyway, owning his own painting company. And when he wasn't working, he was usually.