“okay, here is the blouse bit.” She tossed an obviously expensive, bright orange silk cloth on the bed, “and here is the inch tape,” which she...now handed to me. Holding the inch tape, i stood there like an idiot, not knowing what to do. Realizing my plight, she laughed merrily and said “oh i realise you don’t know what to do. Don’t worry, its easy, i’ll tell you what to do.”Saying so she turned her back to me, stood in front of me, dropped the pallu of her sari with a casual motion and said. "I've always wanted to date you but s*s made sure I couldn't even have a chance to prove myself. So I thought maybe I could get into the party and you'd be in the, um, party mood ..." Wild and horny?" Amber volunteered."Well ... yeah. Anyway I guess my suit got quite a bit of attention and I was lucky to find you. I never thought it would turn out so good with you, but I'm sure glad it did."I had lowered her body to the bed and was slowly fucking into her as we talked. Our talk was peppered. She came in the morning, started working and cleaning and while i got ready she made tea and toast for me.One weekend after she had worked for bout three weeks, i asked her if she could come on sunday as the flat needed some thorough cleaning. She agreed and come at about 8. Being my day off, i was just in shorts and a t shirt. She was dressed in a jeans and T shirt too. She started to wash the house while i watched the tv.Slowly she came to the sitting room where i was lying on the sofa, i. Yes, she was talking incoherently and that too in vulgar words like cunt, cock, fuck etc.Very next day my father left, requesting me to show her to a real doctor. After seeing my father off, when I returned and rang the door bell, my mother crack opened the door and told me to enter in quickly. I entered. There, inside, she was completely naked and smiling at me. It was a pleasant shock. She pulled me to her and I wept on her shoulder.“You crazy fucking therapist, it was only Goddess Abhikaami.