As I ran to help her take the groceries out of the car she was grumbling out loud about how expensive groceries were getting these days. I just smiled... and took the bags inside the house and went back out for the rest. She walked back inside with me this time and I realised that as usual there was no kiss of greeting or any acknowledgement of me on her part.As we were packing the groceries away I tried to tell her about my day but from the expression on her face it was obvious she just did not. He was sitting behind his massive desk, reading some papers, ignoring me. I cleared my throat and still he ignored me. So I put my feet up on his desk , crossed at the ankles, to grab his attention.Now as I said, I am at an all girl boarding school so I had on a uniform that left little to the imagination. My blue and green plaid skirt was short, just above my thighs. My white, short sleeved polo shirt was tight across my breast accentuating the deep cleavage and my huge nipples. Ever since I. After that she would sit next to me in the bus to school, slowly opened up to me disclosing how close she was to her mother and how the marriage came as a shock to her. I realized that her life has been a mirror image of mine. She was just a year younger to me.She would routinely drop by to my room to ask questions and clear her doubts in various topics. Slow we bonded together. Over the next year, we became best of friends, with Jyoti discussing boys with me. I was never that much interested. Later that day, our Moms came over to help our Wives with their wedding dresses.Kell and I had been debating what to wear. Our suits just wouldn't look right with the Crowns, Rings, and Short Swords that we would now need to wear. We eventually decided that our fanciest Masters' robes would look better. We could wear trousers and a shirt under them. We transferred them here, and our suits back to our closets. We made sure that the robes were extra clean and in perfect condition.We all dressed.