I was so used to seeing her in uniform and our interactions were only exchanging greetings, so, I did not recognize her in a different outfit and envi...onment.At this point, I had completely stopped my bike and the security lady (let’s call her Sangeeta) was standing right in front of me at the side of the pavement.She said, “haan sir, may samajh gayi, but mai ne aap ko turant pehchaan li” ( yes sir, I understand, but I recognized you right away). The rest of the conversation between went as. I pulled her sweat-soaked t-shirt from her BDU trousers and slipped my hands under it to massage her back, pulling her in closer to me. She moaned softly as I touched her bare skin with my hands. I helped her out of her t-shirt. Pulling it over her head. I tried to unsnap her brassiere, but fumbled with the snap. She reached behind her back and unsnapped it, slipping the spaghetti straps past her shoulders. She held the bra in place for a second, and looked at me, as I took a half-step back.. Your mystery guest nibbles gently on your ear. You feel the coolness of the room on your body. You feel the couch on your backside. You smell the mixture of lavender and sandalwood. Soft music of a man’s voice is sensually singing in the background. Surprisingly you find yourself wondering who the artist is singing rather than being afraid of this feminine stranger. You find yourself relaxing to the gentle caresses and kisses you are receiving. You ask, “Who is singing?” She replies. As you may recall, an older sister, Janine, had chanced to come into Kelly's room while she was rubbing my penis. That led to Janine getting involved in our escapades. It became a threesome after that.After Kelly left for college, Janine and I continued our liaisons in her room until my parents moved in one of the little sisters, Sandra, to share her room. That caused us to resort to the barn or a field to continue our sex games. As I explained before, this was nothing but taking advantage of.