He was like twenty-four or so, and a West Point graduate, which meant he knew people in high places. Me? I was nineteen and from small town America, a...nd when I say small town, our little mid-western town had a flashing yellow light and there were twenty three people in my high school graduation class, most of them country hicks and guys who didn’t know how to handle a tall, lanky blonde with an attitude.I went in the Army to travel and to get away from “Hickville”.As I stood with my ass buried. My nervousness made me want to chug my entire glass down in two seconds, and then do the same with two or three more glasses until I felt the liquid courage kick in.I tried to smile at him, but felt that I probably ended up looking like a lost waif or a panic-stricken loser on a blind date. I think I over-smiled and showed too much of my gums. Why was I so nervous? I'd met hundreds of other people before and was never quite like this even when I was a teenager.Mindy suggested we step outside,. Aunty ka size 36-30-34 aur bhut frank thi ek din mujhse baat hui maine baato baato mein btaya mujhe room chahiye toh aunty ne kaha hmara ek ghar hai tum woh lelo bs hm month mein 2 3 times wha kitty party krte hai agar tumhe koi problm nhi main jaldi se haan aur kya pta aunty akeli mil jaye wh but kismat mein kuch aur he likha tha toh aunty ne apna no. De diya.Toh main aunty ko whatsapp pr jokes bhejta toh dheere baat hone lgi. Ek din raat ko hmari baat hui..Aunty-Hi viratMain-thk hu aap. Jessica pushed the cart towards a door with "Dressing Rooms" prominently displayed over it. Since Nan was matching her step for step I followed along.The dressing rooms were much nicer than I was used to seeing. Instead of partitions and half-doors they were private cubicles with mirrored walls and chairs. The door closed behind us. There was a "snick" that I took to be a lock. I hoped so anyway because as Jessica began to sort through outfits Nan began to undress me."Nan!" I exclaimed."Oh for.