I came back to my room and slept.. For the first time I thought he was string at my perfect figure. I asked him if we could go to a movie. He was very... happy. We got ready and I tied my sari lower than usual. I could see Amit staring at my navel all the time. I asked Amit “What happened”? He said, “auntie, blouse button was open.Infact had forgotten to put the button because of which he had seen me in brassiere. We went in taxi to the hall. During the movie, I held his hand tightly and pushed. Not exactly the little black dress with fuck-me heels. Third, you wear little or no make-up. While you’re pretty without make-up, you don’t put it on with a spatula, like I would guess that one of them does. I have no idea how anyone could look at you and think “Hooker”. I’m stunned.”In the process of her telling me all of this and me responding to her, she moved close to me, giving me the body language that she needed to be held. Since I still spoke fluent body language, I took her in my arms. " "Dad will flip when he sees you in that getup!" I hope so!" I walked into the familyroom, mom saw me first, then a moment later,dad. His eyes bugged out a little as I sat on the couch as demurely as Icould, my nipples pushing against the thin material, the dark hair of mygroin showing just a hint of my newly formed sex. He started to saysomething when Audrey showed up in her babydoll. "I give up!" "The girlsare just fine Howard." "The problem with that statement is that one ofthem is my. Finally realising what these men were here for, I blush, not sure what to say. Jack, seeing my embarrassment, whispers into my ear, “You don’t have to say anything, they all know what we want. If you’ve decided you don’t want to, just make your excuses to go to the bathroom, and when you come back we’ll leave.” I sit in my seat, paralysed, unsure about whether to get up or not. But as I shut my eyes, and all I can see is the last porn we watched yesterday, with a woman being completely ravaged.