"I guess I will take first things first. I have been training with an ex-Israeli soldier for a couple of years in personal defense, and I have gotten ...ery good at it."I had decided to play up my training, in hopes that it would deflect suspicion from my physical abilities beyond what I could learn as an average person."It was actually quite a bit more than just self-defense. But the big reason I was able to get you out, was that they really were asleep at the wheel. Until the guy on the couch,. What do I do?" Where are you, Tig?" he asked trying to keep his voice normal."In the pavilion by the hockey pitch." Is Louise there?" Yes." Good! What about Miss Thompson, your coach?" She's here too." OK, sweetheart. Tell her what happened. She knows that your father isn't allowed anywhere near you. I want the three of you to stay in the changing room until I ring you back in the next couple of minutes. I'll want to talk to Miss Thompson as well. Don't panic, Tig. Everything is under control. Since then I have been fascinated by the idea of watching a woman pee. It is like I lived my whole life and never even thought about it, let alone seen it. My desire to experience the private event of a woman peeing became almost an obsession that I could do nothing about. I was not drawn to watching her in a bathroom. No, that did nothing for me. It was when done in a private, sexual, kinky way, laughing and enjoying it. When she will slip her panties to the side, looking you in the eye. You have already worn saree, so I should be the one to open it?”On the way to the bedroom, he grabbed my boobs and ass suddenly and asked, “What’s your size?”I replied, “32-28-30.”He kissed on my cheeks again and said, “Don’t worry, we will progress in the project as well as on you.”I was in saree with a very little makeup. He was in shorts and t-shirt which was showing his stomach peeping out. He invited me by his hands to the room. The room was nothing too fancy, it was just like how a.