The day came for us to go to his friend's place. I put on the white skirt. It was by far the shortest and tightest skirt I had ever worn and had a sli...t on the side. The pink top was tight, revealed a good amount of cleavage and had no back. I didn't wear a bra but put on a pink thong and heels and looked at myself in the mirror. The skirt was very short and slightly see through. My neon pink thong was easily visible through the skirt's material.I went to my husband and said, "Babe, I think this. There seemed to be dozens of them .. I started to feel a bit vulnerable and totally out of my depth .i didn't know if I was about to be beaten to a pulp or gang-****d...so feeling scared I got up started to make my way back to the car-park ..when “hey where you going” someone called out.It was the guy i'd met here before .“i was hoping you’d show up again” he said .“ you really gave me a nice suck last time ,ive told some of the lads about you .theyd love to meet you to , we don't get many. Rhti thi jo ki kafi adhed umer ki thi dusre room me ek male koi 48 sal ka hoga wo rhta tha or teesre me mai mera room gali k bilkul samne tha or saamne waale ghar me 2 bhut hi Khoobsurt si meri humumer ladkiyo ko aksar m jaate dekhta tha wo kon h m nhi janta thasath hi shayad unki mom jiski umer 36 sal k aas pass thi par uska shrir itna gatheela or bhra poora tha ak aksar gali k ladko ko m uske chrche krta sunta tha jb kbi bhi m chat pe baithta rat ko wo bhuto k dilo pe churiya chlati hui chlti. " You are such an ass!" Emily said loudly. "Do you know what it'slike..." I'm just joking around," I said, standing from the couch. "Don't takeit personal." I stepped over to her with my arms open, ready to hug herpain away as usual.Emily quickly unfolded her arms and shoved me away. "I wish you couldfeel what it's like to be small like me. The constant teasing..." Hereyebrows furrowed as she pushed me again. "Not just you, but everyonewho's teased me about it my whole life." Her hands went to.