Meanwhile, my hubby also encouraged my dressing style. So I was very happy.One fine morning my friend Ganesh ordered me a very transparent salwar. I i...mmediately told him that it was revealing my structure to all and my hubby will object to that. But he convinced me to wear that dress and he asked me to change my status settings in a way that my hubby can’t see my picture.When I posted my selfie wearing that kurti, I received appreciation from Ganesh that I was looking more glamorous. My other. My! How you have changed..." she walked around her desk, and came and stood next to me. "Turn," she said, and looked at me as I turned for her. She and I were very close, because she was a family friend. "Wow! You look great, with that tan, and your hair!" she paused, and caught some of it in her fingers. I had a completely different hair cut, with lots of layers and angles in the front. "It looks amazing!" Thank you," I tried not to show what I was really feeling on the inside.She turned to. ’ I could see her head shake, she was really scared. I got up, went around my desk, and put her little pudgy hand between mine. ‘Mrs. Barrett, you aren’t being accused of wrongdoing. The tax return you filed for last year was different from the returns you filed the last five years. It brought up a yellow flag and we called you in to talk with you about it.’ I was still holding her hand and sitting on the corner of my desk when she replied. ‘My husband died in January of last year. It’s just my. ” he called out.The rather stout waitress came out and put a liter mug down. She stood there, rubbing her fingers together. “I’ve got it Ma’am. Just add it to my bill.”“Ja ja, still mit da geld, him or you.” I sighed and pulled a 50 credit coin out. “Enough?” She looked at it closely. I almost expected her to bite it. “Jou wan’ change?” Knowing that the 50 was twice what the bill would have been, I declined. “No Wilma, consider it a tip.”“Ja ja, big spender.” she turned and walked back to the.