My roommate knew nothing all about this. During that time we used to have dinner outside as we were coming late from office and it was never possible ...to cook late at night. So he called one maid who was working in the complex. She was in her mid thirties. Her body was in proper shape and she was a very neat and clean maid. When I saw her I told my roommate that we’ll keep this maid and she’ll cook dinner for us. He never knew my intention. I behaved normally for the first few days to let her. While you are showering, I search through your bags looking for something for you to wear to breakfast. I pull out a denim skirt that looks like it would be fairly short on you and a lightweight white blouse. I take time to get a good look at the undies you have packed, but decide I like you better without so I leave them in your bag. I lay the skirt and blouse on the bed for you and you call to tell Me. You have finished your shower. I slip into the shower and have you lather Me up all over. Despite being the only two people in the room, alone at night in their house, Ramsankar didn’t look at her with lustful eyes. While he held her he didn’t even make any attempt to brush, touch or squeeze her breasts. Perhaps because he was a good guy or perhaps Shruti didn’t have anything that deserved to be called as breasts in the first place.Since that night Shruti started living in a big bungalow. Her life was simple, spend quality time in the bungalow knowing the people around, eating. "Fred andJeannie have asked me to have dinner with them tonight. Afterwards,we might go see a movie." "Can I come?" Debbie asked softly, then cursed herself inside forasking. Frank shook his head. "You weren't invited. Besides, you've alreadyeaten. Wasn't the meal prepared to your satisfaction?" She nodded. Frank nodded back and started walking towards the door.Debbie turned. "Why are you dressed like that?" Frank stopped and turned towardsher. She couldn't see his eyes in the semi-darkness,.