So all were favorable for me so I wanted to make a try. (i know aunty likes me she use to stare at me starving when we were at home.). Once we were te...ting on whatsapp. Aunty asked me are you busy tomorrow I felt something odd inside and said no aunty I have some small work ( actually I had no work) in morning. I received a sad smile I asked her what happen. For which she replied that she wants to go out to her some stuff for main bazzar ( a place for shopping in neyveli) I asked about uncle. No fucking chance. The sound of my heels echoed as I walked across the floor, both John and Paul watching me intently, it was then that I noticed the other guy, now I was really pissed.“Who is he?” I asked, not even trying to be polite.“Relax luv, just an assistant,” John replied.Relax, Jesus fucking Christ. I looked at him again, good looking guy, probably in his early twenties, and on a night out I’d make a play for him, but right now I wanted out of here, and the only way was for me pose for. “You can’t tell anyone about this okay” She said as she placed my hand on her boob. I held my hand there a moment before I started squeezing her boob lightly. She closed her eyes and I got bolder and placed my other hand on her other boob and started massaging them in my hands. They felt so perfect in my hands. Not too big and not too small. “There you go that it keep doing that” Ellen whispered and I continued playing. She suddenly opened her eyes and I was worried I did something wrong and. This wild crowd really loves their honky-tonk.Sherry came back with two shirts. Patsy was with her, carrying the box with the ticket stubs. They were laughing - and without them telling me - I knew they were up to something.Patsy stepped up to the mike, “Okay boys and girls. Get your ticket stubs out. We’re going to draw for two chances to win a white western shirt, just like the ones Jerry and his girls are wearing.“If I call your number, please come to the right of the stage - over here where.