Even my clothier, whom I had done business with practically forever was surprised I had stayed with the old styles. So I had been fitted with tights, ...o less, which were 'in' for the upper classes. A cod patch or covering for the privates was appropriate for the style and in my case absolutely mandatory. No wonder the lower-class women snickered behind their fans. They could see everything one had. Unfortunately, I had more than most and I felt totally exposed and rediculous. But my clothier,. Deti thi meri gf ke bheje hue aur mainapni gfke baaare mein poochta tha rinki bhi kaafi hott hain par main use apni friend samajhta tha aur uos par nigaah nahi daali ek raat jab main meri se chat kar raha tha main erotic chat bahut karta houn aur ouse kaha tu mujhe aaj raath ko mill main tere boobs ko dabana chchta houn aur kuch kisses chchta houn re usne kaha theek hai main raat ko2 baje ghar ke baahr aakar tumko sms karoongi tabhi tumaajana ok i said ok because iske pehe bhihumne parks mein. .***I awoke in the warden's office in chains and shackles,forced into a kneeling position, with the Warden behind abig desk, wearing a black robe, in front of me."I see the accused is conscious again," Ms. Sterndackleannounced, "The witnesses may come forward."Prisoner after prisoner came to the desk in front of me andtold the Warden about every incidence, every dalliance, andevery indiscretion I perpetrated since coming to work atthat Prison, and every time I opened my mouth to protest, Iwas,. Her hand glistened the number 173 as she took a drink from her cold cup of beer." The two walked hip to hip.Meanwhile, half way across the carnival, Kelly and Billy were walking at an accelerated rate down the pier looking at all of the rides. With the parents gone, the two weren't so courteous to one another. Kelly was anxious to flirt with the boys who were just ahead of them while Billy tried to keep an eye on the interesting rides."Kelly stop. I want to get on that thing with the .