--- O ---Pat has shown much improvement over the years and is now adept at doing make-up.Pat has done very well this year especially, with rarely any ...need for me tocorrect anything. However, tonight is special and I treated Pat to a salonmakeover so that all can truly see the lovely 'Princess' that I see.Pat's had a hard life by anyone's standard. Pat's mother died of a stroke andPat had to be delivered prematurely. When finally allowed to be taken home, Pathad to contend with a no frills. I could see that they weren’t sure what they were seeing. This wasn’t good enough, so I threw one leg over the arm of my chair. To hell with not being obvious! It was so hot, I had begun to perspire enough that I could fell the breeze blowing across my ass and pussy, which made me even hotter. Finally, another car drove by. A group of young men slowed down and stared as I picked up a magazine. I was loving this, showing my wet pussy to whoever wanted to look. Several more cars passed as I tried. Then another, and another. The fourth catches you on the right calf right beside the run. The gobs dribble down your legs. The train stops. The doors slide open. A tide of people rush out of the train, carrying you with them like a piece of driftwood. On the platform you step out of the flow and pause away from everyone heading onto the escalator. You examine the backs of your legs. Creamy wet splotches dot the shiny black fabric of your stockings. You look around, trying to catch sight of. It was I think 11 am already when I woke up and saw that I was alone in the living room. My grandparents had already gone somewhere. I got up and checked where chachi was. I found her in the kitchen making preparations for lunch and as she saw me she told me to get fresh while she would prepare breakfast for me. So I had a bath and did all my business before coming for breakfast. I sat on the floor as we are south-Indians we usually have food on the floor in front of the dining cloth and.