He’d always known how she felt about her parents’ farm and he liked the idea of having his own law practice in a little town where he could truly ...make a difference. But soon after they were married, he had taken a job out of town. That job had led to another at a prestigious law firm in the heart of the city. Jasmine felt torn between her loyalty to him and to her parents. They had put her through business school in hopes that she could revive their dwindling business. Besides, they were. Today we planned to go down the beach and cycle to get there, so I put on my white bikini and a cheesecloth one piece loose fitting dress, very cool to wear, and feminine by virtue of showing my body underneath.We cycled off the main thoroughfare, through the local forest, a natural path cutting close to a naturist park, and yes, some men spying.We stopped occasionally for him to photograph me on the bicycle, and take some saucy photos, which required me to remove my bikini.I was dared to cycle. Removed the kameej. And wore the choli. The choli was backless with threads. My wife had altered the sleeves in such a way that the shoulder was too much tight. She only put the sleeves. The back was open. And came out.Wife- look masterjee, the sleeves are so narrow.The tailor was surprised to see the fitting. He came close to her and looked around. For few seconds he was amazed to see my wife backless. The boobs were popping out of the choli partially from the bottom. He tried to check the. “So what’s your name?” he asked the girl sideways, taking a huge gulp from his cup. “Adela.” she replied softly, sipping her wine and avoiding eye contact with the prince. “That’s a beautiful name!” he said. She thanked the prince but still tried to avert her gaze with someone so much nobler than she was. He went on. “You have beautiful hair as well.” He reached and stroked her hair. She started to shy away but then decided to stay put. The prince’s hand went from her hair to her face,.