A loose, off-the-shoulder blouse recalled the dress of those peasants of central Europe and provided simple access to her breasts should I require it....Her black, embroidered, peasant skirt, knee-length, full, circular and gathered tightly at the waist could be easily pulled up to give access to her sexual parts. "Good evening, Sir," she said, anticipating some task or other."Please stand still," I instructed. I had some lengths of rope to hand and, without comment, set to work using them to. Leaving me alone looking around for my sis.. But I couldn’t.. Disappointed.. I focused on the rituals..Bro looked awesome…thinking about how fast these 5 years have gone by, when I felt a tap on my shoulder.. immediately Turned around knowing who m gonna see…there she was!! Standing with a smile big enough to count all her front teeth..”Wow!!” I thought and said at the same time…she has grown into aa women I never imagined and with that blood red Saree showing off slim belly and blossoms were. I was then reminded how important this was and that we already had the tickets and that with her out of town I had no plans for dinner anyways, and they always did have the lobster bisque. Blah, blah, blah. So there I was, going stag to the Ball. Ho hum. Boring! Dinner was, I admit, a great deal better than I had hoped for. The seating placed me with a lithe and lovely young lady who also ended up there alone. I was old enough to be her father, almost, and we settled into easy conversation and. For goodness sake, he had a master’s in fine arts. How could he achieve that and have spent the past three years being a bum? He needed a shake up. She lashed the guy with verbal brimstone causing a young woman, probably his ex-fiancée, run from the court in tears and his parents had the terrified look of knowing their son was about to go to jail. Judge Willis shuffled papers wondering if perhaps she should make that seven days incarcerated, the tough jerk had just stared at her expressionless.