I look stupid enough in this crazy outfit.Curls will only make it worse. Oh, man, look what they did to myhands. What's Aunt Margaret doing to me......make me the laughing stockof the entire state?" he mused.As Madge removed the rollers out of his hair, Aunt Margaret wasstanding in front of the chair holding his straw hat with a Cheshirecat smile spread all over her face. "Madge you have captured just thelook I was hoping for and more. I can't wait to show Gwen and Rosa,"she gushed.A half can. She understood that I am having lust on her. But she is keeping quiet. I finished ironing her saree and it is almost dried. Now I asked her for other part (petticoat).She told its OK as it will be inside the saree. I told her though it stays inside the saree, the water will stick to saree and the saree will again become wet. She told o.k. and turned her body(front part) to the other side(900 ) inserted her into the bed sheet near her waist to loosen the thread of her red petticoat. As a result. The kids were at the table with us of course. I kept getting looks from the twins who had greeted me once we’d come into the house, and had given me kisses on the cheek, no doubt under orders from Abigail. Ronald was sitting by his daddy, and I don’t mean me. My son never even looked up to see me. Well he was only seven and likely very shy.To be fair, I had been given a heads up about the situation from Abigail. Her reasoning was the truth that since my son had never even met me—all my fault of. .. 'body servant'." She looked sheepish.Sharon took a look at her tray -- salmon and asparagus spears and a rice pilaf. Not bad... The wine was one she'd had before... "Do I have to wait?" Nora complained.Sharon grimaced and took a sip of wine. "Oh, all right -- where was I?" The plumbers bagged you and tied your hands..." Oh, yeah. Well, I tried to start trouble and got a good slap for it, then tried to scream and got the wind knocked out of me for it. Things got kind of quiet for a minute or.