When I walked outside, the pervert man was standing close to the door (obviously listening to my activities!) and instead of moving aside, he kept sta...ing at my body.I had to push him to make my way out and when I left him behind, I realized that I had left my sweaty bra and panty inside the washroom. I had kept them in a zip lock bag to contain the odour and the moisture. The perverted man had gone inside the washroom, and I was hoping that he might not see a packet that was in visible. This happened about three years or so back. I was doing my undergrad in Australia back then and was on December vacation. The woman in this scene is a family friend of ours. She has only a son, about 4 years younger than me. Her husband and the son were living in America. The whole family used to live in Jordan, but due to some dispute occurred during their immigration to USA, the aunty could not join them in the USA migration in the end. As far as I know, this is because they claimed they are. You're too weak! If I kept going I'd just be picking on a bunch of weaklings. I bought into a boring fight. Aren't there any real fighters around here?Kenshin: Oro?(He's splitting wood outside the dojo. Kaoru comes out of the house waving a scroll.)Kaoru: We won't have to worry about expenses for a while! I was cleaning out the closet and found this! My grandfather painted it--Kenshin: Oh! Doodles!Kaoru: It's an ink painting!! My grandfather taught kenjutsu too, but he did some painting on the. “Sure, son,” he said, as if it was a completely normal question. He got up and the two walked into her dad’s bathroom, which was much larger than the one the siblings shared. They began to undress after turning on the shower. Clara’s brother, a year older than her, was on the better side of average. His skin was a bit darker than her’s, taking after his mother more. He was a bit out of shape, but not fat and he could look handsome in the right angle. He wore his curly hair long, the tips of his.