"What's so bad about me getting your hands behind you?" "Because I can't do anything or get away!" she says through a clenched jaw as she struggles ag...inst me. It doesn't take me long before I do get her hands behind her back as she struggles with me sitting over her upper legs just below her butt. She's unable to free her hands or roll over as I control her body. "You'd better stop struggling or I'm gonna have to tie you up," I tease. She continues struggling as I shift my weight up a little. Because of the way the blinds were turned, most of the time all that I could see were her legs. Sometimes, they would be turned so that I could see more of her as she moved around her bedroom. There was the rare occasion that the blinds would be open more, and I would get to see all of her.As I said, I am not a peeping tom, so I didn’t sit there and watch. Most of the time that I saw into her apartment it was unintentional. But one night, I came home and walked by that window looking down on. Also on the Farm worked a very pretty and petite 19 year old Girl with long flowing silky jet black hair that blew around in the gentle summer breeze like a dark shiny moth flitting around in the twilight" her name was Julie.On one of those hot summer nights back in 1969 Julie and myself were working in the fields together with the farmer collecting bales of hay together when the farmer asked us if we could work a little later into the evening so as to make sure all the hay bales were collected. All over India it is only the Tamil community particularly the Harijan community satisfy the women of all-India in squeezing the breasts constantly. They also ask the Tamil men to press and squeeze their breasts again and again since they constantly feel a great experience in it. This is an universal fact. One day school peon came said that there is a staff meeting in the principal’s quarter and all should attend it. In fact this is the message sent to me only and not to any other staff member.