"Would you stand straight for one second, ma'am?!" The tailor almost yelled because of how I kept wiggling.
I couldn't help it.
I was ticklish everywhere and when the tailor was taking my measurements, my body just began to wiggle.
I noticed her sighing. "Please ma'am, stand straight," she said.
I nodded and tried to stand straight once again as I felt ticklish on my back as she was taking the measurement in my back. I bit my lip to stop laughing and tried not to move an inch.
"Mrs. Chatti is going to fire me if I don't get your measurements right for your wedding gown," she said as she wrote down the measurements.
I looked at her confusingly. "Mrs. Chatti will fire you?"
"Yes," she answered as she took some more measurements. "I am a personal tailor of the Chatti family. All the go
