She began to unfasten to top button, then the next until her chest was exposed so the last button fashioned just covered the front of her bra. “Well...hon, does this outfit turn you on?”“Hell yes, my cock is rock hard” he said,“I bet this is slutty enough to get some attention at dinner. Maybe I’ll get lucky. Would you like that?” Betsy teased.“You wouldn’t; would you?” He replied.“I hope so, and I’m sure you do too. Now remember, I’ll text you before I get back. You can watch as I get back to. "Those too. Into the machine." He indicated the bra and knickers, "You don’t have anything different to every other woman." For the time being he ignored the stripes on her body. Bag lady tried to cover her breasts and pubic area with her hands. "Time we were introduced," the man went on, "Colonel Jeremy Saunders-Smythe. Most people just call me Colonel or Sir." He held out his hand. Bag lady shook it carefully with her cold wet hand and said, "Margaret Smith." For the first time for a while. Cora was hardly recognisable. Wearing a long, full skirt but naked from the waist up, her entire torso, arms, face and shaven head were covered with elaborate tattoos. The Trade Minister was leading her by a chain that ran to a ring set in the septum of her nose. It was only as she came alongside that I saw that the piercing had itself been set with a silver grommet to prevent the ring causing damage. I asked the Minister about the designs on her body."Do you know about the Pythork?" he asked.I. She was looking a perfect newlywed young bride.For a minute a thought came in my mind to leave everything and get married with Tina in real and settle somewhere away from all the relatives. I met Tina; she was shy to be in front of me in like this. Even I was feeling shy, my real sister is my wife now and we are going on a honeymoon. We both were quiet and went inside and did the check-in. There were few couples as well but we were looking the best out of all, especially when Tina was so nicely.