Her real name is Parvati and my mom used to call her Paru. She was regular in her work and so all of us liked her. She used to maintain herself cleanl...y also. It started one day when I was 21 years old, I was desperately searching for some place to keep my hands. I saw Paru washing clothes with her sari and pavada lifted and knotted on her hips. Her knees and part of her thighs were visible. There was nobody at home and so I went to her and started a conversation. That time she revealed that her. A girl can only take so muchbefore she starts to go a little bit crazy.She finally untied me and carried my aching body to the tub, where shelovingly washed me and then took me to bed. I could barely move, soJenny held me until we fell asleep.James woke me up the next morning with breakfast in bed. He apologizedand teased that I would be able to get my revenge next Saturday. I wasstilled pissed and told him to get under the table while I startedmaking my plans for revenge.I took his credit card. "Unca Mark," a child's voice called out. "What'ca doing?" I'm looking for my uniform jersey," I said. "We are supposed to wear it at school today."I heard Angelique run down the stairs. Worriedly I jumped to the bottom, ready to catch her if she tripped. She navigated the steps and leapt into my arms pushing something against my chest with a giggle."Is that?" I started to ask."Your sister said to deliver it to you," Angelique said as she hugged me.I released my adopted daughter and claimed my. Vesper still teased me about thatoccasionally.Just as I was completing my round of the room and making notes of whereI should pay extra attention to when I dust in here next when a loudalarm suddenly began going off. I froze for a second, recognizing itas the intruder alarm. It was also the indication that I should go tothe monitor room and lock myself inside until we at least knew what wewere dealing with.I ran to the rec room to cut through it when I saw Morass was alreadythere, powered.