M and Tom arrived to pick me up for our standing golf game. I kissed Marge goodbye, threw my clubs in the trunk of Tom's car and we headed for the gol... course. We were in the pro-shop buying golf balls when Tom's cell phone rang. He took the call and I noticed his face cloud over as he listened to the caller. He put the phone back into his pocket; "I've got to cancel out today. Joyce was just hit by another car and I have to go and get her. You want to stay and see if you can find a foursome?". I open it and see a matching Army uniform, but I can't tell if it is a boy or a girl! All I know....this person is in the Army too! Or they just sent a picture of me~another picture is delevered to my inbox and when I open it i know, its a girl...and I know who it is even without her telling me. I send her a tect:"Mandy leaves for lunch in 15 minutes....I can lock the door....get here now Wendy!"I rush back to my office leaving my panties in the bathrom to wait for Wendy.It seems to take. All the guys I know would love to get in her pants, but I don't think any had really tried. With that English accent and all, well... Anyway, she gets down, where we can't see her, or I couldn't anyhow, and I hear her walk across the brick floor and start messing with the magazines. We could hear her flipping the pages. Carmen's crouching there with his finger to his lips, and we're all quiet.We hear Gail pause. She strikes a match and goes through the cigarette ritual: sssss, inhaling, hhhhhh,. Just to paint a picture, I was the only girl in the back with all men around. My pallu is only covering my right boob. My left boob had no protection from my pallu. Since the pallu was one-sided, my whole navel region was visible to all, including my belly button.For some strange reason, the lower half of the saree was very low. So low to a point, my black panty was visible on the backside. This is the reason I don’t wear a saree regularly. First, I don’t know how to tie it properly. Second I.