What was your family's reaction (you did mention that your momnoticed) to all the surgeries? Did they even recognize you?A. Yeah, they recognized me, ...while acknowledging things were verydifferent. My parents aren't dumb. In a lot of ways I'm probably theirworst nightmare, since now I'm their daughter, I sleep around a lot andwhile they don't know I've been fucked to the extent I have, they're notblind or stupid. On some level they know I'm a party girl. I think asthings progressed and my. Tomorrow.”“You got it,” the apparently very rich man said, grinning. He rounded the bar and muttered to himself, finally selecting a rather dusty-looking bottle of brandy from the top shelf. To my surprise, he did not bring it right over but heated a small kettle of water that was on one of the modest burners behind the counter and poured that into a wide-brimmed glass, nestling the snifter into it so the natural curvature served as the perfect warming apparatus for the amber liquid.He walked. That saree looked amazing on me. The blouse was making me look even sexier.I adjusted my pallu to expose as much of my upper body from both sides as possible. I pinned it on my shoulder and did some final touches. The shape of my ass was perfectly visible. Anyone looking at me from the side would see my tits and ass prominently sticking out.My pallu was barely hiding anything. I had a well-toned figure. I was sure they would get hard just by looking at my belly, back and midriff. To top it all. I didn’t know what he was up to but did as he had asked and sure enough, in only a minute or two he was back. ‘The manager understands the inconvenience you have been caused and would like to know if you would like coffee and a brandy, or perhaps a liqueur, brought up to your room?’ On the surface it sounded like the sort of thing you hope a good hotel would do, good public relations. But I had to smile – what he was doing was so transparent. He hadn’t had time to explain anything to the.