Come over here." I bent down to pick up my skirt, but she said, "No stay like that. I want you to remember the rules around here." So you want to see ...what's under my skirt?" she asked."Yes," I said."Well ask me nicely." P...Please may I," I asked."May you what?" May I see what you have under your dress?" Sure you can mommy, come over here."But as I walked closer to her, she put her boot clad foot straight out. "No closer, you know how much trouble you have controlling yourself." If you want to. I backed up right into the fourth one which was standing behind me. I think I had stepped on it's feet and spun around as another screamed ripped through my lungs. I realized that I was now scared of them. I guess I had every right to be. Where had they come from? How had they gotten into my room so fast? What the hell were these things? I knew that I had my suspicions but didn’t have a solid answer to my question. I screamed once more after one of the figures behind me touched my long,. I again applied oil on her back .I kept on massaging her back which was glowing due to oil. She was moaning in pleasures. I knew if I played it smart then I can have her.I told her “Your skin is so dry I think you should get a full body massage”She-”yes bhaiya I would do it tomorrow”Me: “probably I can give you right now as it is I have massages your back I can massage your legs”She was a bit hesitant but she gave the permission to do soI asked her to turn around and lie on her backShe:”Bhaiya. Just tell me if I'm doing it right."She clambered over the fence, all the while trying to regain her composure. She was annoyed she hadn't managed it more elegantly than she had. Over the next hour, she followed Bob's instructions as she continued to de-weed and tidy the small path. She wished she had chosen to wear something other than shorts and a t-shirt."When's Ken due home?"She had forgotten all about Ken, and not just coming home. She had forgotten she was married and she was in this.