”“Oh. Well...”“What would you like?” I asked. “It can just be something for yourself, as long as it’s something a business might buy.”...��Well ... I make some of my own clothes, or alter them, with being a weird shape so everything’s too long or tight in the sleeves or legs...”“You’re not a weird shape,” said Phoebz, who’d been casually fondling her pussy, “just not like the average. I know what you mean: I’m the same, the other way.”“You mean a sewing machine?” asked Zin.“If it’s okay...” Lizzie. There were two people there, they took me to a room and then Satish told them to buy 5 blouses that look absolutely sexy and absolutely cool, but the entire back of the blouse should be unlocked, just stuck on the body... Then a man started measuring my entire body and then he asked me to remove the stole of my sari so that it could measure well. So I looked at Satish and he said "yes remove it." So the man asked Satish "what kind of design should be required?" So Satish told him that "half of. "So, Laurie, how are you doing?" Gary asked, with a lot more self-confidence than she would have expected. After all, Gary was pale and skinny, and his greasy hair looked like it hadn't been washed or combed in several days. He was wearing a t-shirt with a dragon on it and what she guessed was the name of some video game, and what looked to be the same pair of jeans he'd been wearing since midterms. He was exactly the kind of guy who normally didn't have the nerve to even talk to a blonde. We both went to Rafiq sir’s house. People were all gathered outside his house.Me and Mom slowly entered the house. As we went near the dead body, Mom broke down on Rafiq sir’s wife’s feet. Everyone got suspicious of who my mother was. But, then Rafiq sir came close crying, “Begum, see Shanti ji has come to nurse you. Please get up for one last time and thank her once for her generous nature of help she provided in her last days. Begum, please. ”Then he collapsed on the floor. Everyone knowing.