One day at around 10:30 am I went to their home she’s there in her bedroom and looking sad here’s our conversation Me: hey aunty why are you looki...g so sad today?She: today your uncle scold meMe: why?She: actually I lost my new chain yesterday in journey from my mom’s houseMe: can’t you even take care of your jewellery at journeys?She: no aswan me and vinay were sleeping and when I reached home I got to known that my chain was stolen that’s what happened yesterday but your uncle isn’t even….Me:. The second woman Nafisa, I found out was the first woman’s daughter, was quite a bit younger than the first. She wore a dress and was a bit taller than her mother with silky hair and a fantastic figure was, in short, she was quite beautiful.We continued with idle chat, sipping our drinks and soon we were like old friends since they seemed to be so modern in their outlook and having nothing to lose, I told them to come over to my room. They insisted I join them instead so we went back upstairs. We finished the dance and when the music ended, we didn’t break our embrace. Joyce moved her head, and we kissed softly. She released me, took my hand, and led me out to the car. The after-Prom party would start immediately, but we wanted to change. We drove back to Joyce’s house and quickly changed. I noticed Connie sitting on the couch, looking upset. She didn’t even acknowledge us. I took that as a good sign and felt she’d get over it fairly quickly. At least I hoped that she would.We drove. There was nowhere for me to sit, so I made do with a lot of hopping and shimmying to get my shorts and underwear off and my bikini bottoms on. The top was much easier and when I was finished, I was wearing my smallest string bikini. I said that I wanted to work on my tan, and I was not kidding. The top of the bikini covered my areola and nipples in bright red triangles, and that was just about all. The bottom was a tiny red triangle that barely covered my pussy lips and rode so low on my hips.