As you can imagine, that sort of money doesn't last long in an environment like that. Before I could blink after the last dollar fell, that husky voic... in my ear said, "luck changes, you know, two-hundred dollars for the dress."Now that was surely a step too far. I looked around and saw there were no more than ten people in the room, half men, half women, all glamorous, all smiling, all watching for my reaction. Several of the women had a lot of cleavage on display and wallowed in showing off. I could feel the slight jiggling of my chest as I laughed, and slyly noted his eyes pausing briefly on my tits while my eyes were squinty with laughter. I settled, occasionally chuckling a bit as I remembered how funny he was. As I checked the time on my phone, a text from my dad came through to let me know he was here. I sighed, subtly squeezing my elbows together as I texted my dad back, forcing a bit more cleavage to pop out from my black bra. I hoped Aaron was looking. I quickly glanced up. Now, I’m far from being one of those ignorant type of girls, but the news that I received upon coming home from school that fateful day in May was truly shocking, to me at least. I remember coming home and thinking it was strange that my mother’s car wasn’t parked in the driveway, especially at this time of the day, and my dad’s car was in its usual spot. “I’m home,” I call out as I walk in the front door. Silence. ‘This is weird,’ I thought to myself. “Hello, is anybody here?” That was when I. ’ Then she walked to the kitchen to wash the plate.I followed her, washed my hands and stood there talking to her. I said ‘mami, if the pain is not going away…why don’t you get a back massage to help relieve you.’ She said ‘I would love to…but your mama is away in Delhi and will be back only the day after. So I will have to wait till then and then he can give me a massage.’I said ‘mami…so you will suffer till then? Can I give you the massage?’ She immediately said ‘no…no…I don’t want to trouble.