Ramani turned for a moment and said with a broad smile, “I have always seen you in sarees. But you seem to have switched to churidars.”“Oh. I fi...d sarees are uncomfortable especially while travelling,” Sadhana replied at once although she was surprised to hear her brother make a comment about her attire. Ramani has never been the sort of the guy who makes any mention about women’s attire. She presumed it could be a very natural reaction from her brother after seeing her in an outfit that was. She lay beside him, gently fondling his soft cock, then slipped beneath the sheet that covered them, sucked him into her mouth, gently, her fingers caressing his chest, her fingernail scratching his nipple. Soon he was awake, but groggy from the excitement of the evening. He lay there, groaning softly as Bella sucked him, softly, relishing the texture and stiffness of his manhood, until Rico pulled her on top of him, spreading her legs to eat her pussy again, licking gently, probing with his. Maybe I’ll donate it to Goodwill? Never mind. Did you say you were rich?” I nodded. “I’ll make you a deal. I’m not a gold digger. I really like you, but if you want to take me somewhere nice, and want me to look nice, you’re going to have to dress me. Pretend I’m one of those paper dolls or something, but I’m really what you see. I have a couple pairs of high heels, but they go with my casual clothes. They certainly aren’t satin dancing shoes.”“You just made my day.”We spent all of forty-five. Under the spell of silk and endless style, I walked back into the thriftshop, my shirt didnt hide my slender shape, and being up most of thenight I was lazy about the eye shadow and blush, my hair was wild frombeing up so late til dawn, I had my i dont care attitude going and wentfor the sexy looks without looking back.Walking to the changing stalls with things to try on was a turn on, Iknew what I was going for, a stylish sillouette, chic and timeless.Something sylish found me, black gloves.