”I sat their wondering if he had been trying to massage my feet or if I was just dreaming. He had very firm hands.“Here let me try these socks on ...you? They are really comfortable?” he said.He removed the shoes I had on and began to slide one of the socks onto my foot. I felt his hand slide up my leg as he pulled the sock up. He did the same thing to my other foot as his hand slid up my leg to the knee.He grabbed both of my feet and said, ”How do these socks feel? They are very soft.” I said,. Clearly he was still interested in me sexually, and although it made me feel a little guilty, I enjoyed the attention Rajesh was giving me, and I found myself swinging my hips as I left the kitchen for the front door.At the office I thought about Rajesh's obvious panty fetish. While I was dressing in my room I had noticed a few pairs of my panties missing again, and even one of my bras too. I thought that perhaps if I just bought him a pair to play with, he might stop stealing mine. After work. That’s because if we were to go for a marriage license, we wouldn’t qualify for even a learner’s permit! But since you’re a teacher, I guess everything is all right. You’ll just give me a quick course in sex education.”Jack paused for a moment, looked up at the ceiling and then just shook his head firmly.Sam could feel the movement of his head, so she was looking at him when he shook it. “What was that for?” she asked.“I was just thinking, darling: You know I’ve been to all sorts of Navy. Bend over.”“No. Ow!”“Now that you’ve nicely bent over ... say, that grip on your arm doesn’t hurt, does it?”“Yes, it hurts.”“‘Yes, it hurts’ who?”“Yes, it hurts, sir.”“That’s nice. It’s supposed to hurt. Now that you’ve nicely bent over. let’s just clear the field ... No panties.”“Knickers.”“That’s right. Although you’re wearing neither panties nor knickers. So, it’s equally correct to say that you lack the one as that you lack the other. Anyway, do you know what happens to sassy British.