Her favorite color was royal blue with white trim. White heels and clutch purse completed the ensemble making the wearer definite 'arm candy'. A figur... like Chris's filled out the dress to perfection.When the girls got home I was not allowed to know what they had bought, let alone see any of it. Everything was secreted away in Chris's room with the door closed. I even noticed Cathy had put a humorous sign on the door:KEEP OUTHazardous materials insideNo males allowed entryI knew better than to. Mom asked, "Did you get everything straightened out? How did her parents take it?"I explained everything that happened, even about the fainting, then most of what we talked about. By the time we got home with pizza, mom had a pretty good idea of where I stood with the Leroy family. She thought the Sunday dinner was a great idea and was naming off some possible meals.Mom was so excited about the dinner that she imparted much of that energy and enthusiasm to the rest of the family once we got. Aur phir main chhot gaya.maine sara maal uske munh mein gira diya jise us ne bahut hi aram se pee liya.Kuch maal nikal kar us ke munh bahar chala gaya tha .use us ne apne ungliyon se poch kar apne jeebh se chat liya.Us ke baad hum dono thak kar sofa baith gaye.Kuh der k bad woh ahista hista mere thigh ko sahlane lagi aur mujhe suroor aane laga.Maine kaha ke Rozy ab main tumhara boor chodna chahta hoon to usne ka thahro.Phir us ne kahdi ho kar apni panty neeche kardi.Panty khulte hi main. She led me into a room I had not been aware of hitherto. It was a large room and along one wall were rack upon rack of fine dresses of the sort our Mistress wore. I soon realised this was the house ladies’ wardrobe. The clothes were of the finest fabrics and would have graced Duchesses’ bodies. Jenkins spent a good while finding dresses that would fit me although some needed alteration for which the almost mute Amy, my bed-companion, was sent. She was, so it seemed, a seamstress like my mother..