During my vacations I had gone to my native place with my grandparents. It was the second time I was going there. The first time was when I had gone t... my youngest uncle’s wedding two years ago soon after my sixth std vacations. Actually my grandfather had settled my youngest uncle my father’s youngest brother there and decided that he would marry a girl from there itself. My uncle had entered into silver business which is a very lucrative field of business there. So keeping all these things in. Joe was very casual in his attitude to how Abbey was dressed, and his only comment was that she suited the outfit really well. However, he then made a point of setting out the rules for her role in the party.The rules were few and simple.Abbey had to serve the guests drink and snacks as soon as they requested it.She had to make sure not to spill anything on the guests.She was not to speak apart from saying “Yes, Sir” as the answer to any request.And finally, any infraction of the rules would be. I glanced over to see my wife was just as absorbed in the movie. Sensing a chance for fun, I pulled my daughter closer.Ashlee lay her head on my shoulder, and I slid my hand over her thin pajama top to fondle her firm breast. She let out a soft gasp, and whispered in my ear.“What if they see us?” she asked.I put my other finger to my lips to shush her and continued to squeeze her breast, feeling her nipple harden under my thumb. She squirmed as if to move away, and I pinched her just hard. The girls glanced at Mom's outfit and looked at Dad and me and hid giggles in their napkins.We seldom use the bigger dining room table unless we have guests. The table we usually use in the kitchen nook area is round. Mom sits to Dad's right followed by Kelly, then me, and then Penny, on around to Dad.We usually have a pleasant evening meal with general commentary on the events of the day and nice banter about life in general. Tonight, however, there was another circumstance that caused me some.