..you did nothing wrong. Thank you for the foot massage! I enjoyed that" she said. "Anytime" I reply. I couldn't stop thinking about those soft soles ...nce I got home. I wanted more lol. The next day was kinda weird because I saw her a few times this particular day but she didn't talk to me like she usually did. I think she felt bad about the whole thing...being married and all, which I understood. I had to work this particular day so I figured me not being home for awhile would eliminate some. And now the postcard for the new "helper" was on display in the local sari-sari store, I eagerly awaited the arrival of any applicants at our door: with me able to carry out the interviews in the absence of my parents who'd probably be at work when the girls called. Just the thought of it used to keep me awake at night masturbating.And so when the first telephone call came about two days later, and a lady called Carolina introduced herself, I told her that she'd be able to come for an interview. My mind wondered to thinking about my two brothers, their almost naked bodies, the sweat dripping of straining muscles. Stop it you slut, I said to myself, getting yourself all un-necessary. I got off the bed and looked out the window and yes there they were working in just their small shorts.I needed to be closer to them, close enough to smell their maleness, see their muscles move. Well I can't go down dress like this, I giggled at the thought, sure would make their day if I did. I ransacked. “We’d better be making a move,” Teresa said and I agreedWe said goodnight to the Sturmey lads and made our way towards the door.“ ‘Just got to nip to the loo”, and Teresa headed towards the ‘Ladies’ toilets.As they were next to the ‘Gents’ I took the opportunity as well.I was first out, Teresa appeared after a couple of minutes, she looked different but I couldn’t quite put my finger on why, she smiled gave me a peck on the lips held my hand, gave it a tight squeeze and we walked out the Bar..