I emptied the stuff in my own bowl and knocked on her door to return the vessel.After hearing no answer, I pushed the door and it opened. I called out... to her but there was no answer. I peeped in her bedroom and saw nobody.As I stepped in, the door closed behind me and I turned, only to be stunned. Sarika was standing in a short skirt and a tight T, without bra and looked hungrily at me, like a tigress about to pounce. There was a silence for a few seconds and she came closer and hugged me. I. Still am, truth be told. She's an amazing girl, been through all sorts of shit in her life and just about manages to smile. She's incredibly intelligent, bright, cheerful except when she's depressed, pretty, sexy ..." All right, I get the picture," laughed Viv. "But she's a brunette, and I got the impression that you preferred red-heads." Well I do, but it's not the most important thing. In Tara's case it was her quick wit and intelligence that attracted me, as well as her stunning good looks.". Vishwanath was equally sad and couldn’t get sleep laying on bed when he heard the crack of his door. He saw his daughter standing in a maroon silky nighty that hardly contained her nubile structure, showing off her well-toned legs and little of her thighs as she walked inside. He smiled at her aware that he was getting to see more of his daughter’s beauty, it wasn’t good on his part to look at his daughter in a sexual way so he tried to be normal but his lonely eyes searched every inch of her. Your punishment shall fit the crime. To put sex out of your mind once and for all, you shall take off your skirt and panties. You will then be strapped to a special punishment horse and whipped on your vagina 25 times. Please pass the microphone to Mr. Jackson!”Cindy all but fainted - she simply could not believe what was about to happen to her. In a daze, she handed the microphone to Cliff. He was actually the guy who had threatened to rape her. She’d been too embarrassed to buy the condoms -.