We had spoken several times on the phone, so her 'so we meet at last' wasn't as contrived as it sounded when she greeted me at the door. I asked about... her accent - "Hungarian" was the reply - so of course I had opened my big mouth and told her that my forebears had also been from that part of the world. From that point we had gotten along famously.She signed me in then led the way to my room. I followed her up the stairs — closely - and really had to resist the temptation to caress the rather. She had come here to get a job and earn some good money, as the shopkeeper paid her pretty well for being a relative. I realized that she was pretty modern, even though she was a village girl. She told me to get comfortable and sit on the sofa.I sat down and she went in to make tea. There were many clothes, innerwear too, strewn in a corner of the room (I guess for washing). I asked her “Baaki ki 2 ladkiya kaha hai?” (Where are the other 2 girls). She said that they come home directly at night. She noticed a hair stuck between her teeth and pulled it out, then blew herself a kiss with her slightly too large lips.She knew she should be tired, but her body was thrumming with energy and excitement. Finally, the day had come! She briefly considered waking Julio, then glanced at the clock: 9:35 already. No, she had to get ready. She padded down the hall to the bathroom, used the toilet and brushed her teeth while the shower got hot. In the water, she began to lather herself and thought of. My tits were uncovered and my bells were ringing. Then another nod and my panties were being pulled down my legs. They got to my ankles and I stepped out of them. Now I was naked once again and would spend the day naked. All my bells were ringing and of course my cunt was so juicy. I get so excited now about being stripped in front of everyone. I had come to love being naked for them.Of course, when I was a normal girl, I would never even let a girl look at me naked. In my old school, I.