She suddenly said, "Preeti, get me aglass of water." I was sure she called me Preeti. I obeyed her. I gaveher a glass of water, she pulled me by my ha...d and I fell in the sofa.She laughed. She said... hey pretty guy, I didn't know you had so muchtalent! I like you. I normally get bored in the mornings. Perhaps youcould play with me... I could not speak.She ran her fingers through my hair. She said I would look better intwo plaits. She took me in and combed my hair into two plaits. I felteven. I offered. I was terrified of saying anything wrong. I hoped I could get out of this unscathed. But why our bed? Im sure it doesnt bother you as much as me. Shes not your daughter, after all. Have you seen any boys around before I get home? Youre usually home before I am, and I havent seen her with anybody. She wondered. No, she usually comes home alone and goes right to her room. I said. I left out the part about me usually following her there Maybe Ill talk to her about it at some point. How. It was close to 10:00 pm when I heard a slight knock at my door. I called out 'who's there?' A voice replied 'it's me Dale, did you remember that formula?' I leaped from the bed and grabbed my towel, wrapping it around me I opened the door. Dale was standing there in sweat pants and t-shirt, his cock was visible against the fabric of the pants. In his hand was a spiral binder and a chemistry book, I stepped back and said 'I never did get the thought back.' Dale stepped into my room and closed. She lay in the fetal position quietly sobbing. Why her she thought, and why had she been wet her body betraying her arousal. How could it, why would she need it. She felt his eyes on her and reach between her legs and cupped her pussy to cover her modesty. She felt the wet stickiness of his leavings inside her and running down her leg. What was gong to happen to her now, she hoped he would just let her go, but she somehow doubted it. She felt him move away so she opened her eyes and turned her.