Her hands then moved to her shoulders and then to the waist then finally reached the ass. She gave a squeeze and I heard Sneha gasp in pleasure.Niyati...was right. This was no sin. Both were consenting adults and were enjoying themselves. I had to admit even I was getting turned on. I had never seen 2 girls make out and this looked amazing. I forgot that one of the girls is my daughter. It was alright. If it is pleasurable it is not wrong.Niyati and Sneha had become intense. Their hands were. But I preferred exploring ways to get his cooperation.While I knew it was normal in western culture to face the person speaking, his eyes revolved a lot around Yuko's attractive figure. I caught him starring down Yuko's C-cup breasts through the large v-opening every time she bent forward. I got a smart idea. 'Tell him I will take him to your Comfort House for afternoon tea. I am sure this trip will convince him to cooperate.' On the way to the Comfort House I asked Miss Yamaha to get the huge. You are to wear low heels, not high heels, and nothing witha strap! You're not looking for sexy. This isn't a porno with some bigwestern man taking you over a copier. You're going into a place ofbusiness, so you want low heeled, solid shoes. We will be providing youwith all these clothes, and we insist upon you wearing to work onlywhat we provide."I nodded again and said, "I will do that." Good. Now, you've been provided with grey, navy, green, dark purpleand brown skirt suits. Those are they. I didn’t dare go downstairs again and face aunt May, so I stayed in my room until uncle Vince returned, and called me down for tea. He had been to the chip shop and we had fish and chips and scraps all round. I felt like my face was burning when I walked into the kitchen. Aunt May beamed at me and asked, “How are you feeling now. Better for that?” “Better for what?” asked uncle Vince over his shoulder as he sorted out the portions onto plates. “Oh, it’s nothing, really,” replied aunt.