She was a bit tipsy from all the drinks she had. Nobody in the bar even smiled in her direction. All her friends were busy making out with the men who... were paying attention to them.Anne called a cab to take her home. She noticed the light on in her living room and wondered if anybody was up waiting for her. She paid the driver and ran into her house. Her father was snoring on his recliner chair. She needed for him to comfort her. She needed to feel a connection to him.**“Daddy, are you up?”Her. I could see her bare legs with only her anklets for a few seconds. It was so sexy that my dick made a big bulge in my pant. She suddenly lowered her Saree with an embarrassing look on her face. She silently went the house and she went into the bedroom to clean it. My dick was like steel. I don’t know what to do.I stood outside the bedroom asking her that I will clean everything. She said it is fine and she tried to open the closet in the bedroom. As it was unopened for some time, there were. Naan avalidam appadiyendral enathu anjai unthu pundaikul seluthikolalaama endru ketten?Aval chiii endral, pinbu pundaikul kanju vittalum enaku kuzhanthai ethuvum pirakaathu endru sonnal. Avalin kanavanai piriya poogiren endrum ennidam sonnal ippozhuthu aval thaniyaga avalin amma veetil than irukiraal. Naan avalin veetuku sendru avalai nimathiyaaga anubavaikalam endru ninaithu irunthen.Annal angu than oru sikal irunthathu avalin thanthai uurile periya aalaga irunthaar pinbu avalin annan oru. Again, a one word answer was my reply, "Both." Interesting," was Dr. Timothy's response. She finished scribbling and closed her note book. She sat upright in her chair with a deliberate position of sexuality."Describe for me the type of woman you find attractive." Her question was out of bounds and she knew it. Her eyes bored into me while she waited for my reply.I decided to take a bold approach."It is hard to describe. It starts with the way a woman dresses. What a woman wears says so much.