They had been made by her mother's grandmothers for her mother's birth. I knew then why she was taking it so hard. Her mother had cried on her death b...d over their loss. I looked up at Sean and he had a worried look on his face watching her cry. I smiled to reassure him and nodded my head to the hangar. He grabbed Larry and they left us alone."Are you ok honey? Want something to drink?"I waited for about five minutes for her to get herself under control enough to answer me."I'm sorry grandpa,. Me ab ghutne pe tha aur uski navel ko kiss kar raha tha.Aur wo puri machal rahi thi aur lambi saanse le rahi thi.Fir maine uska saree pallu gira diya aur uske boobs mere samne the.Kya boobs the yaaro ek dum bade aur gol matol aur muje aisa laga ki agar ye blouse nahi khola to blouse fat jayeg.Wo uski saree nikalne lagi lekin maine mana kiya maine kaha wo mai utarunga.Fir mai dhire dhire uski saree puri nikal di aur maine use uthaya aur bathroom mai le gaya aur shower ke niche khade ho gaye aur. "Beats me," Melinda said with a cryptic smirk. "It was pretty easy to gether to wear it this morning. Maybe you guys should try flattering her a bit.A girl needs to feel pretty before she dresses pretty."I shot Melinda a scathing look. She had no idea what Pandora's Box she wasopening up by encouraging them to "flatter me more." I could imagine justwhat lengths they would go to to get me to come traipsing around in myunderwear and, indeed, the wheels in their heads seemed to be churning asthey. I took-in this moment before it slipped from my grasp. Still wrapped in my towel, I turned to face Mia.“Let’s NOT put that on her” I said, as I looked into Mia’s sexy eyes. “In fact, I think that we should remove her bottoms... and by ‘WE’, I mean you, Mia.” Mia now got a very mischievous look in her eyes and my wife blushed more as Mia slipped her fingers into the waistband of my wife’s bathing suit bottoms. Mia slid just a couple of inches of the fabric down, exposing just the top of the clef.