He was surprised at my words but did not believe I meant it in a naughty way. His attention got distracted when he could see my flat stomach and curvy...waist. He said, “Wow that is such a beautiful waist Nisha. Why don’t you wear a ring on your navel like most girls do these days?” and gently rubbed his hand on my belly. I replied, “I have always wanted to wear a belly chain uncle, like how babies wear gold chains around their waist.But mom would never buy that for me”. As usual, he offered to. Margaret took his hand and walked back to the restaurant. They went toMargaret's place after they finished eating dinner. Brian looked aroundthe austere apartment as Margaret walked into her bedroom.Margaret walked out of it a few minutes later. She held a box with herleft hand and looked at Brian. "I got you something," she said. Brian took the box from her hand and opened it. It was a silver watch.He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm sorry. I didn't get you anything," Brian said. Harry pushed his hand under Katie’s tight top and placed his hands over her breasts.“Harry,” She whimpered into his mouth, “Take it off I want to feel the air.”“You better lie down, or you’ll be seen from the school.”“I don’t care about being seen with you, you are a nice guy.” Harry grinned as Katie held her arms up so that Harry could take the top off. Harry removed his hands from underneath her top and saw to his satisfaction that her nipples were pointing straight out making small bulges on. The images in my mind were like a movie show of her letting strange men use her body.We used to go out dancing once or twice a week to a local hall. She loved to dance. Whenever she had had too much to drink she would get all romantic on the dance floor, resting her head on my shoulder whilst I discretely felt her up. She really loved that.We went on vacation and we were having a wonderful time at the beach and sightseeing when she reminded me that we hadn't been dancing for weeks. I asked at.