Chachi- thk hai bahar baitho mai tayar ho k ate hu..Mai-thk hai (shyad chachi ne mera khada lund jo pent k andar tha dekh liya)mai bahar chla jata huM...i-thora der bad chachi chillate hai aman jara andar ana …Mai andar jata hu to chachi niche towel lapet k rahte hai aur upar wo unhook bra bus…To mai chachi ko bolta hu kya hua to bolte hai jara madat kr do hook lagane mai…Mai age bdta hu aur hook lagane ki kosis krta hu par nhe lga pata to mai bolta hu koi aur bra nhe hai to wo bolte hai waha. "Yeah she is but that's ok. Here try this on," she yelled to me as she tossed clothing my way.I looked at what she had thrown me. It was a pair of tight black leather pants and a black tank top that said "Slut" across the chest.The pants were tight but they were suppose to be and the tank fit just right. Cristina just stared at me. I looked into the mirror to get a glimpse of the woman I had become."Wow, I look hot. You were definitely right, I do look a lot like a chick." Yeah...you really do. ” She admitted, slowly rising from her knees. The sand was warm and comfortably soft, but she was starting to get a bit stiff and sore. How long had she been down there? An hour? Two?“Oh. Well I don’t mind that.” Jake said, getting to his feet.“Ask me again some time. When I’m not covered in spunk.” Jennifer said, pushing past him and scanning the beach for wherever her clothing had gotten to. They should have been by the volleyball court so she headed in that direction as Jake trailed after. That is why people with a bad migraine want to lie in a darkened room, because of light sensitivity. Your usual cup of tea or coffee will taste too strong.”Prudence declared, “I don’t like the sound of this, Frances.”“Not everyone gets all the symptoms, Prudence. It is pot luck. So you will have no medication?”“Nothing.”“I can give you one of my pills, to help. I know one isn’t supposed to give someone else your own medication, but the basic level should be fine. Mine is called Migril, and you.