They came closer and stopped. I turned round to see who was coming, before returning to paint."Hello," she said from behind me. "Do you mind if I watc...h you for a while?" Of course not, Mary," I said. I kept painting. This light wouldn't last much longer and I would have to stop for today."I'm not Mary," she replied slowly. "I'm Magda." Mary," I repeated. "I knew your parents. They called you Mary. I knew your husband Michael. He was in my regiment. He called you Mary. He was a good man." He. Her silky hair was on her right side, and her beautiful sexy neck was visible. Her beautiful face was inches away from mine and her soft hands in my hands.If I had let go of her hand, she would fall right on my chest with her soft breasts falling on me. Immediately I just turned and got over her. Sonia was lying on her back and her gown and moved with her inner spaghetti in full view. Her breasts were popping out, and her thighs were completely visible.I just held her hands and came close to. Thefrontal view accents my spread knees with the black stockings rising tothe hem of my dress like an inviting dark door just barely concealing thedelights beneath. Flexing my toes I try to relieve the tension in myfeet. I have become used to their confinement within the slender black,very high heels I have to wear daily but the prolonged kneeling positionoften causes me discomfort.My facial features are now those of a young woman. Hair pulled back fromthe face, not servery but in a demure. Raha hu. Ek din mujhe priya ka subah call aya ki main usske ghr aau, aur ussne btaya ki usske ghr koi nhi hai aur raat se pehle koi nhi aayega. Main bhj fir jaldi se ready ho ke usske ghr chla gya. Jaise hi main gya ussne door khola aur main andr aa geya. Ussne uss din jeans ke sath tight shirt daali hui thi. Fer ussne mujhe sofa pr bithaya aur mere liye cold drink lekar aai. Humne wo pi aur hum baate krne lgge. Fir maine kaha chlo kuch krte hai, wo meri baat ko smj gai aur door lock kr k aa kr.