”..then she said “then you have to wait my dear..” saying so..she went back to kitchen ..I followed her and said “so tomorrow…”..she gave ...a naughty smile of acceptance…wow..the moment I was waiting is still one and half day away from now…how can I wait till then….she said “patience pays..”..I said “it does..and I want it to pay more payment…” she said “sure my dear manmadha..”…That evening after finishing the dinner, Rakesh prepared his bag for journey and went to sleep very early as he had to. “No sir,” she replied, “I think I owe you a big thank you, because you were such a huge (cough cough) part of my early development.” “I hope you don’t think of me as some type of pervert,” I remarked. “Not at all,” she replied, “In fact, I’ve thought a lot about you over the years.” I was surprised with her openness. She wasn’t the shy little teenage college girl I had been intimate with many years before. She had filled out a bit more and appeared more mature. “Still single,” I see. “Yes,” she. She turned and smiled at me. good morning, she said stopping what she was doing. you know, most of our wardrobes are really scandalous, she tried to refrain from smiling. those kinds of outfits help you feel more comfortable with yourself and your body as a model, I smiled to her, putting my hands on her bare shoulders. well, the ones I tried on made me feel really sexy, she blushed as she grinned ear to ear. good, you can wear whatever you want any time here okay Lindsay, I kissed her. ? That's possible too. Dad forbids her from basically having a social life, especially with boys, so I'm by far the most present male figure in her life, and pretty close to her in age too. Maybe she's confused because of her lack of freedom and experiences with boys. Maybe she's acting out because Dad's forcing her to repress basically everything she should be naturally feeling. Or maybe, maybe I'm just being fucking retarded and projecting my own wishful thinking on the situation. I mean,.