“Looks like you need an assistant and its Sunday, you’re supposed to relax.” Will’s sheepish grin was accentuated by a splotch of grease on h...s cheek. He wiped the sweat off his brow, “Yeah, I suppose but, this is the only time I have for my stuff”. “You didn’t answer my first question, do you need another card?” She held one up. “Uh, no I didn’t want to seem well, you know, pushy.” Will was lying and she knew it. “I heard you were awfully shy but, I think I can get you over that”,. That had been a week ago and I hadn’t been back to visit my grandmother since, so, finally, I decided that it hadn’t happened, that coming close to kissing my grandmother had been just my mind playing tricks. I’d been so wound up by the whole photographs thing that I’d imagined her pink lips coming to meet mine.Every time I thought about the scene in the kitchen at gran’s house I winced with chagrin. What if I’d actually kissed her and she’d recoiled in horror? She probably already thought I. I think I can show you something that you'd like to see."Mrs. Lytle took his hand and rose slowly to her feet. They walked out of his cubicle and down a long hallway. She looked around for a hint of where they were going, but there was nothing on the pale gray wall to give even the vaguest clue. "Where are we..." she asked at one point. Merrick didn't answer. He just kept walking, though he did pat her hand as if to reassure her.Finally, they came to a pair of doors. The sign over one said. She generally comes wearing saree. But take it off while working in our home. Her blouses were very deep cut and her half of boobs were popping out from the blouse. She has a responsibility for cleaning, washing clothes, making food and apart from that taking care of FIL. She used to massage him sometimes without blouse and sometimes even without bra.Alka had seen his dad sucking her boobs many times and she giving blowjob to him. She also used to bath him and they might be having sex.