So in that 5pm to 7 pm window, no one knew what I was up to. It was then, that I used to stare at Arti cooking. Arti used to also look back at me whil... she used to cook. She knew I was a teen and had a fetish for her navel.Eventually over a period of time she started being cheeky! while she would chop veggies; for example cabbage, some of the small cabbage leafs would get stuck on her tummy. While cooking on the gas stove, her tummy with the small cabbage piece stuck to it would be visible. It. She grabbed her t-shirt and quickly headed for the couch. I waited a few minutes and made my way to the kitchen. I stirred up some eggs and hash browns and put on some coffee. A few minutes later, Steph appeared in the kitchen door way. I sensed her presence and bid her a “good morning.” “Good morning,” Steph replied. She didn’t say anything else. She didn’t need to. She knew what had transpired overnight. “Do you need any help?” she asked. “I’ve got it,” I replied. “Happy Thanksgiving,”. (chuckle) I left you some coffee in the pot and you will find cups in the cupboard above it. I don't know what you like to eat but feel free to rummage through the cabinets and fridge and help yourself to whatever. Please call me sometime today when you have time. My cell phone number is 720-8537. See you later.RoxanneChuck poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. After his second cup he rummaged around, fixed a couple pieces of toast and then called the number she had given. Because she was build so small up top she rarely wore a bra. She searched for a suitable skirt but in the end she gave up and went down stairs just as she was. At the back of her mind she knew that she was alone in the house save for her brother."Hi sis, my you're looking good," she heard her brother voice when she entered the lounge."Thanks Pete," she smiled and plonked herself down on the sofa and pulled her long legs under herself."How was College?" he asked, while she gave him a short run.