He told him about the letter, and then Dale closed my office door and sat down."Jim. Jim you need to get a hold of yourself. Here, drink this." And he... handed me a shot of highly illegal whisky. That shocked me to my senses and I just sat there staring at my friends a few moments.Dale said "Jim. What you do about this, if she did anything wrong is up to you but between your friends and mine we can find out if there is impropriety or if there is just the appearance of it. What do you want to do?. "OK...start on Monday...please dress in the style you have shown metoday...simple preppy girl look...not too much makeup...not too manypieces of jewelry etc." "That should give you 4 days to make sure youhave the right clothes for the job" "Thank you Ms.DeSalvo...thankyou...I want to make this work!!"Arm in arm with Becky we left the shop. I turned to Becky and said "DoI HAVE enough clothes in my wardrobe to make this work?" Laughing Beckyjust simply said "Girl...let's do what we were born to. So shewanted to treat me as her daughter). She was a good tailor and shestarted stitching some dresses for me too! I was the happiest guy(al).That vacation... the best in my life till now.I frequently visited my aunt, as she was staying alone. I didn't carryany dresses with me as she made some for me. I loved her a lot. Shestitched for me a couple of churidars (Indian long shirt with tightcotton pants), three pairs of simple ghagra cholis for rough use,bought me some comfortable stuff like. I started to kiss all over her face and her neck. I then started to unbutton her shirt with my one hand while the other was still exploring the roundness of her boobs.As I completely unbuttoned her and spread her shirt apart so as to have a good view of her breast. She was wearing a black bra and had a hook in the front. I put my face on her breast and started kissing her breast. My one hand now going down and pulling her short skirt up and running through the edges of her panties and between.