"No problem. I often wonder why we bother to get so dressed up for our coffee's," Vicki said as she glanced at the tiny nightie Becky wore. "That is a...very sexy gown. How does John let you get out of bed with it on?" Sometimes he doesn't," Becky laughed. "But, it is really practical now," Becky said as she lifted the front of the gown over her growing belly. She knew that Vicki would see that she was naked underneath and almost trembled in anticipation. "There isn't much I can wear that is. Just then mother walked into the room.I ran to her and begged her not to make me go to Katie in a dress."Martin, you brought this on yourself. Having Katie see you is part ofyour punishment." I don't think we should call him Martin, dressed as he is" saidAbigail."No. Of course you are right. Any suggestions?" asked mother."Did you have a girl's name picked out before he was born?"Mother smiled."Yes. She would have been named Emma." Then I think that Emma it is." No!" I said and stamped my foot.. My ass hurt and was leaking their cum. My shorts went on quickly, but I found it hard to walk. I struggled past them all, my dried tears and swollen eyes giving away my utter defeat. When I finally reached the street, I began walking home. I made it two blocks before I sat down on the curb and started to cry. I sat there with my thoughts and tears for a few minutes, until a car pulled up and stopped. A man, probably in his forties shut off his car and asked me if I needed a ride. At that point. Ria knew this was not true so she looked at me quizicaly. I explained to the client that he need not be disapointed as I can still show him how such an hostess would be dressed.I took hold of the pallu of Ris's saree, placed it in my hands. I started wrapping it in my hand, unwrapping from her body, walking around her in clockwise direction. While doing so I kept on explaining about the premium service that the hostess would provide also eplaining their uniform. When the other end of the saree.