..until we picked up the real girlfriend. I slid across the seat to the middle.Uncle Dave smiled and put his arm around me as I leaned into him. He ...rought his large hand around to lay lightly on my right breast. Or rather, were a breast would be if I weren't so flat. My nipples were very sensitive, and every so often, Uncle Dave's hand would brush over it. It was driving me crazy.As if he could read my mind, he inserted his hand inside the strap of my dress and began playing with my rock. I was now convinced he was a madman. ‘Komuso, I will go and fetch some rice for you, if you promise to begone once I have given them to you.’ I started to run towards the house in order to fetch some servants to eject him. ‘Not so fast, little Fire-Belly!’ I stopped in my tracks. The name by which he called me was so like the pet name spoken only in my house, that I returned to him, curious. ‘Young mistress, I would rather play you at Go. For coins and rice are to be had for a tune on my. 'You two can't go out looking like that!" I said forcing authority into my voice."Why not?" Vicky asked with concern as both girls looked down at what they were wearing trying to puzzle out what I found unsuitable."Because," I responded, "we're in Hollywood, and if you two go out looking that good some big time movie producer will see you, offer both of you huge contracts, you'll end up being world famous movie screen sex idols with millions of men lusting after your bodies and you'll drop me. The scene outside is like a picture one might view in the pages of a travel magazine,” I added.By that evening, the branches had begun to droop under the heavy weight of the snow. The pond had not frozen yet, so gentle waves could be seen lapping at the thin ice around the shoreline. Lights in the windows of houses around the pond had begun to give off a golden glow, as people began to return from their places of employment. I didn’t at all mind the idea that I would need to go outside and.