At last, he moved away from her, leaning over a table and writing everything he said onto a business duplicate receipt. He tore off her copy and handed it to her.He stared directly at her dangling breasts. "Please, you may put your clothes on now. The dress will be ready by Thursday evening. Do you have any questions?" He seemed to be asking her tits.Jeanie was stunned. 'What just happened?' She thought. She shook her head, trying to clear the fog of arousal."Um, no," she stammered, then offered, "th- thank you for helping me."At once, she realized her absurd position. She was standing naked except her thong panties, still holding her arms over her head. In a snap, Jeanie covered her breasts with her hands and practically jumped into to the dressing room.On the way home, she cried aloud and said, "How could I let him do that to me!? What's wrong with me?"Jeanie was disgusted with herself for letting the Indian tailor grope and fondle her.She had only been gone for an hour, but
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