She finished her work and went out and as she was going I just peeped through the window what her facial expression was. I could see her weeping and r...unning and I was dead scared thinking if she would create a scene but nothing like that happened and this touching now and then continued. One day she was putting the clothes in the washing machine and I slowly went from behind and with my left hand caught hold of her left boob and with the right hand started pressing her cunt above her saree.She. One happy note:. A portion of the compass rose showed clearly below the remains of the sweatshirt. Yay! Conversation fodder.Next thing you know, she's back with a huge mug of perfect Southern iced tea. I take the mug gratefully, and she folded one leg and sat on the couch with me. Oooo Kay!A. Damn if this ain't a tiny couch,B. Those shorts are fucking SHORT, and...C. She shaves. Well, it seems.In the last fifteen minutes I have seen enough to make a twenty year old cum in his pants. Me?. You’re a strong, sexual woman - no need to be shy. If you’re feeling horny, I’m sure you’re the kind of person who reaches out and just takes it, am I right?”He was right, Lily was forced to agree with a nod.“And, of course, you’re a teenage girl - hairmones are flowing through you, you’re discovering your body, what you like, what you don’t like ... you’re probably horny all the time.“Am I right?”As a surge of arousal pulsed through the redheaded girl, she failed to notice Mr. Foster’s hand. It costs. If I find the file for you, it costs you your inner wears” he said with a tone of innocence. “What do you mean??” I asked still confused but now obvious of the fact that Raj has something to do with the file. “Madam, I know that it is a very important file and it could shape up your career either way. So, I need something in return to find a file that important. So, the price I ask is simple. I need the brassiere and panties you’re wearing, that’s all”. It took a while for me to grasp.