Why…I could never know. Hindi sex I didn’t know when I began staring into the underarms of unsuspecting women. Having stripped of my shorts and vest, I turned on the night lamp. I waited for my excitement to subside. She had been keeping my magazines for almost thirty six hours, and she must be aware that by now I would have come to know that they were missing from my cupboard. Standing in front of the mirror provided in the door of my cupboard, I looked at my reflection. I almost forgot that my actions could cause her to wake up and I could be caught red handed. Roly and mom together emptied her wardrobe and shifted all her belongings to a vacant wardrobe in my room. Roly and I shared the same bathroom. With a trembling hand, I picked her panties. I didn’t even spare my own mother, whenever she wore an armless blouse; I always tried to steal a look at her armpits.
