The upstairs hallway was dark, except for a narrow shaft of light coming from beneath my daughter’s bedroom door.I approached her door and paused, l...istening. I heard voices from inside; one female, obviously Leelee, and another, male. The fatherly voice in my head raised the alarm, “A boy? In my daughter’s room?” Then, when I heard what they were saying, that voice was drowned out by another, more primal, shouting “A boy? In MY LOVER’S ROOM?!”Leelee was saying “No, Tommy, I don’t want to.”The. . a few hours? I’m getting better at this sex thing.” He grinned at me.“Wait, she looked different?” I asked. “If she didn’t look like Laura or Demie, then what does she look like to you?”“I don’t know this Laura person, so Tillie just looks like herself to me,” he replied. He got my gist, though. “Oh, she’s about average height, average weight, brown hair, brown eyes. Hm, I guess she’s just pretty average? Men generally want Sirens because of the effect of their powers, but Tilly’s nice .... My dad told me to take him to bhabhi’s home as he didn’t seen her before. Mom told me “bhabhi will give you her clothes for stitching please bring that”. In reply I said ok and left to bhabhi place with my brother in my bike.While going her home I was very excited to see my bhabhi. We reached there. I knock the door. Shwetha’s mom opened the door and greeted us to sit in their hall. We were waiting for bhabhi to come. Then she came with a coffee to provide us in a traditional saree. She is. "She was a hell of a dancer I thought. It has something to do with her movements. She just doesn't hit you in the face with sex." True but even so I bet she is a popular dancer. She has enough rhythm and she has one hell of a body." Her problem was she looked bored to tears. "I can't believe that the mood of this place doesn't influence her dance. It obviously doesn't. She doesn't seem to know that she is an exotic dancer." What can I get you," the bartender asked breaking into our.