I don't remember what we talked about but I do recall that each time he leaned in-- because the raging music the band played would otherwise drown out...our voices--the outer side of his thigh would rub against the bulge in my pants as he spoke into my ear. It was as if we were real tight friends who'd known each other for sometime the way we were crushed into sharing our comfort zones. The only uncomfortable feeling I had was the excitement I felt from the heat the friction of his leg created. Fir Alka aur Bina ne naa-nukur ki, aur sab ke kehne pe shuru ho gayi. Hum teeno dance karne lage, aur pita ji aur uncle protsahit kar rahe the.Dance karte hue hi maine ek-ek karke dono ki saree utaar di. Ab wo sirf petticoat aur blouse mein hi thi. Thodi si hichak hui, lekin normal hi ho gayi. Tab maine dance karte hue Alka ko daboch ke pet kamar ko masla aur blouse ke upar se hi boobs ko bhi daba diya. Uncle aur pita ji ki aankhon mein chamak thi.Fir maine ek hath mein sharaab ka glass liya,. I am guessing that he liked the pink, butpants didn't correspond to his image of how girls dressed. I could seethat he was hesitant. Finally he shook his head."No, Mommy, a dress. Please."Another plan gone wrong. Was there a divine conspiracy to turn my soninto my girl? Did God take away my husband and give me a daughter inexchange? Ginny, stop it, I scolded myself. Take responsibility foryour own choices. Karen was right, you don't know what you're doingand every time you try to make. Once planning permission was obtained I was contracted to do the work, and by the summer following the wedding the cottages were complete and the customers started to arrive. During the course of the work I had to liaise closely with Margaret, often discussing details over coffee, and I began to find her more attractive as a person, so I was sorry when the job was finished and I would no longer see her. But she was a married lady and when it came to the fair sex I was rarely short of company..