I put some things in the top dresser drawer that I thought you might enjoy, seeing that your wife took all your girly cloths." The blood drained from ...y face and I turned white! "As long as you are here, feel free to wear whatever you want. I'd be privileged to help you dress up. I have lots of experience with makeup," assured Aunt Hazel.I sat down on the edge of the double bed, discussed with myself. Aunt Hazel sat beside me and took my hand in hers and said; "Terry, please don't be upset. I. “Come and sit between us, my dear,” Sandra said in a kindly voice.Trish came over and squeezed onto the sofa. I could tell she felt a little awkward, but we were guests after all, so I kept my peace. Naomi emerged from the kitchen carrying a bottle of white wine and four glasses which she put on a side table. She poured out four drinks which she handed round.“Pretty little thing isn’t she,” Sandra commented as she took her glass.“She is,” I replied, somewhat taken aback by the comment. It. I don't mean that you don't look good now! I just mean that ... well, it was relaxed and comfortable and—I guess it's coming out wrong, huh?"I put the arm back around her waist, not for support this time but for affection. Okay, I suppose that's a different kind of support. "I don't know if the words are saying it properly, but your eyes are loud and clear. You're saying that it's comfortable here and you're enjoying anything and everything that says this isn't home, where it's uncomfortable.". I kept looking at the bar in the hallway at times and I kept glancing at her boobies. She also caught me staring at her boobs several times while coming home. She came to me and asked me pointing towards the bar you want to drink something from there?I said no mam and I just liked the design. I don’t drink wine and she said then what do you drink? I wanted to looked at her boobs from over her dark pink saree and said in a double meaning way that I always prefer milk.I thought she won’t.