Ab bum sidhe kahani pe aate hai. Ye kahani meri girlfriend ki mausi ki sath mere nayye rishte ki kahani hai. Ek Din meri girlfriend se Milne uske ghar...gaya to pata chala ki wo sabhi 2din k liye kahi bahar gaye hai. Aur ghar me shirf uski mausi thi jo ahmedabad me MBA kar rahi thi aur meri girlfriend k ghar pe hi rehti thi. Me kayi baar apni girlfriend se milne uske ghar jata tha to mausi se bhi meri acchi dosti ho gayi thi. Ohh! Sorry mausi ka naam to bataya hi nahi. Mausi ka naam Anjali hai. Didn't move one inch in Chicago without a blue or green shadow. It's a darn good thing everyone was using digital cameras, as there would not have been room for all the film the endless photo-ops provided. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that this was going down as the most over documented visit by any sitting President, anywhere, anytime. The folks at Kodak and Fuji were grinning ear to ear.Some iconic photos did come from this visit also, like the one of the motorcade with The President. Don't even think about trying to leave the Island." Barocca tried to remain her composure under Ebony's gaze. She knew she was in deep trouble now. Dee Dee's eyes lit up as she suddenly made a connection. "This is all beginning to make sense now." "Well, I wish you'd enlighten the rest of us about it," said Rhiannon. "Amen to that," added Tiffany. "Here's what I think has happened," said Dee Dee. "This little troublemaker here," she pointed to Barocca, "somehow managed to get hold of. . ", thought Debbie. " I need to ...",started Debbie. " Shut up", interrupted Maggie. "I'll tell you what you need...have you forgotten already", said Maggie with such force that Debbie wentback to staring at her toes. "Well?", queried Maggie. "What?", asked Debbie demurely. Now totally cowered. "Do you have nice nipples?", asked Maggie. "I..I ..I Think so", stammered Debbie. "Well let's see one! First pull your dress straps off your shoulder". Debbie obeyed, her dress now resting on top.