But even that didn’t stop him. He did the dress straight but his hand was still squeezing roughly her butt. My mom tried to stand decently but she h...rdly could manage with it.Finally we got to the point and that husky guy tumbled out with us. He didn’t follow us. My mom brought me home and said she had to buy some bread and vanished in a flash. There was no bread at home – that was true. But my mother came back only in 3 hours (though usually it took her 5 minutes to buy it) and without bread.. It would expose whole of my back. I was ashamed . I could not say anything. He again looked through the book and found another low cut blouse. It was too low that it was no worth of wearing the blouse. I disagreed but he forced to do so. The tailor who was his friend agreed. But I was more surprised when he asked the tailor whether bikini blouse was available. I was stiff to hear that my father in law wanted me to wear a bikini blouse like Ash had worn in the movie “Mistress of speices”. The. " I didn't know. I couldn't picture her in my mindor even remember the place Kristy had vandalized."Come on," said Kristy. "Let's go back to Mom so she can see howsnatched I look in my new swimsuit." She headed for the beach.I continued to think as I followed her. If I couldn't remember whereto go to argue my case, I would be transformed the way Kristy had. Ilooked at the slim little 15-year-old ahead of me. She was cute, but Iwas 21 and would get in trouble if I made a move on her.I trotted up. It was eight o’clock in the evening. The place looked disused but there was a light on that shone through the one window that was covered in cobwebs. I stole glances at Melissa throughout the journey, she looked concerned but not nervous, though it was hard to tell in the dark. From the light that emerged from the barn, I could now see she seemed a little anxious. Her big brown eyes kept looking around for signs of friendliness more than anything. She saw nothing and neither did I. We both got.