Yours is quite sweet. It's not got the usual salty taste. Just look at her sticking up out of your pantalets as bold as brass. She's beautiful and sil...y isn't she? The hetero girls must be overjoyed with her. Don't think I haven't noticed their lustful stares every time you appear on deck. It's a good job that the rest of you isn't growing like her. If you were, you'd be turning into a man; all hairy and horrible." I frowned and searched my skin for any sign of the rough hair and heavy muscles. I’d never thought of her as sexy before, and maybe it was just the wine and the lighting, but she looked fantastic. Beyond fantastic actually, she was a showstopper definitely. Long legs and thighs like a racehorse, and a pert little bum that was pressing against the fabric of the t-shirt as she leaned into the fridge. I could just see the bottom of her panty clad ass, and I was hard instantly. I took a moment to adjust myself before I made my presence known. She jumped, hiding something. .Nothing happened for first two days.On the third day my aunt asked me to accompany her to tailor shop for getting her blouse stitched which she wants to wear for a function in next 15 days.I said ok as I was also feeling bored sitting at home.So in the evening me and my aunt went to tailor shop but it was closed because the tailor was out of town and will be back next day.So we both went to a restaurant and ate some snacks and went to home.Next day we both went to tailor shop and the tailor. It would save the increasing problem of these down and outs sleeping in his doorway, pissing and leaving rubbish for him to clean up when he arrived for work each morning.The woman plodded across the street to the bus shelter opposite knowing it would only be a temporary respite from the weather and wouldn’t provide a good place spend the night. The open sides gave little protection from the driving rain and in any case when more passengers for the late night bus arrived she would be pushed.