Agar mein uske baare mein batoun to ik dam gora chitta, athelic body.uski height hogi 6’2. or aman ki age hogi 34 or agar mein apne bare mein bataun...to mera fig. hai 36 30 38. or meri height hai 5’8. to usi waqt meri behan ka phone aaya. to usne bola didi ki salwar suit tum banwake mujhe bhej dena or 2 saree bhi. actually hum punjabi salwar suit hi pehanti han but occasionaly kabhi kabar saree bhi lagalati han. to maine kaha thik hai.mein or aman phir market nilkal gayee usi din kyon ki aman. Quickly, I reach down and pull my swimming trunks away from my body then look up at my cousins to see them all smiling at me. Wierd. We spend the next few hours walking around the shops, floating down the lazy river, eating some snacks then going down the slides several more times. Lastly, we spend the last 30 minutes playing around in the wave pool. By time we are done, I am more than ready for my cousins to change out of their swimming suits and cover their bodies. I am more aroused than I. A sure sign that you had a very good time.” Lacey went for a half smile that turned into a grimace of pain. “Yeah, yeah. We partied hard until the wee hours of the morning. Now I have this lovely head-banger to show for it. I really should know better by now, you know?” Emily made a soft noise of agreement, then waved at the waiter for more coffee. He brought another mug and took Lacey's breakfast order: ham, cheese, and tomato omelet, rasher of bacon, hash browns, large O.J., and Tabasco. Oh, if Daddy only knew, more than any other man in the world, even the handsomest, most romantic, richest, most powerful Prince or King, I was absolutely Daddy’s for the taking, any way, any time he wanted. And though I lived life deluding myself about that fact, (as I suspect all young women do) never had I been more aware of it, more a slave to it, than I was at that moment, as I felt my Father standing practically beside me, staring at my nude, contorted body, at my shiny, sopping wet, pink.