On dinner, we were all having a normal conversation where I got to know that aunt’s husband stays in abroad and comes in a year. Then she asked abou...t me, I said that stay with my parents and have informed then as I won’t b coming tonight. All the time I was looking at her and seem that’s she notice as well but didn’t said anything.We were done with dinner and were watching TV while aunt was washing vessels with back towards us, my eyes was not on TV and was just looking at her ass, a perfect. " Was he even hearing her? He didn't act likeit. He just kept continuing to pout as he stared out the windshield."What can I do to make it up to you?" she finally asked."Don't punish me for one!" he said flatly, continuing to stare at thetraffic ahead of him."I'm not going to punish you. This is my fault, not yours." Finally helooked at her. It was the first good sign she had seen."Can I have my old clothes back?" he asked hopefully."No!" He winced, but she saw him smile too. They. Then she had to find that terrible full length mirror in the hotel room. She kept bouncing up off the bed and running to the closet to look over her shoulder at the terrible truth.Her figure was as fantastic as usual. She knew she was a 10 in any guy's book. Her problem was she looked like a clown because of 2 inch wide strips of stark white skin that framed her perfect new beach togs. She was afflicted with the bane of nicely tanned outdoor type young women the world round. She had exposed. It just didn't make sense to me. No, no, no, no.....I shouldn't be thinking like this. I should be thinking about my otherworld, my nightmare, my dream in my mind. Who cares if I'm cute or notto others? Why does it matter? I don't want a partner anyway. I just...I just want.... I blanked out for a moment. My indifference tells me Idon't know what I want, but I know that's not the truth. I....I just...Ijust want....I just want a friend again. I feel ashamed to admit that,like I don't deserve it..