No words of greeting, or looks for that matter, passed between me and her guest. He stood at the foot of the bed and waited for instructions. He was h...r servant the same as I was; well, maybe not the same, not the same service for sure.She flashed me one small smile and went to her knees in front of him. Neither had so far touched the other. She looked up at him and then down at his still hidden manhood. She seemed mesmerized by the thought of it.She stretched her hand toward him and traced the. 30pm.3.30 pe mai maam ke pass gaya to maam boli ke chalo mere sath ghar chalo mai tumhe papers de dungi..fir mai unke sath unki gadi me baith kar unke ghar chala gaya.mera lund abhi bhi apne pure ufaan me tha..mann to kar raha tha ke maam ko wahi chod daalu.lekin woh meri maam thi is liye apne uper control kiye hue tha.jab hum unke ghar pahuche to maine dekha unke ghar pe koi nai tha..unhone mujhe sofe pe baithne ke liye kaha tha and khud ander chali gai..waha se woh change ker ke aayi aur mere. I know." "I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't mean for you to see that," I responded, as I grabbed the remote and got it to TV. Some lame talk show, at that. "Oh, that's okay, Daddy. No problem. I'll be back down in a minute." Carrie Sue went up the stairs and came back down shortly after. She had changed into her pajamas. Well, a nightie; blue, short and frilly. She was a nice looking girl. Petite, small, she didn't seem to have much in the tits category but a pretty face, freckled, long red hair -. She was babbling like a child and felt like an idiot. She had no idea why he would just show up at her door, but his entire manner suggested that she should. "Are you here for Kelly?" she finally asked, believing that would be the only possible explanation. Lance gave her that wide, irresistible smile again. "Well, I did plan on seeing her, but she left me a message saying that she wouldn't be available. She did say that she had a friend who would like to... you know, meet me." Lance could.