Next day morning aunty woke me up and asked me to come with her to some stuffs for her as she is not a good selector. I agreed to her and got ready an... went to the mall, at that time she was wearing chuddar and looked like my girlfriend.We went to a dress shop first and there she selected a sari which was good and transparent blue sari it had a matching blouse then we went to shop where they get their bra and panties there also she selected a perfect one and asked me choose the color as I like. She was aroused and slowly ran her finger over her firming nipples and down over her freshly shaved slit between her legs. She reached and placed the bra over her shoulders and across her breasts fitting them into the perfectly shaped cuts. With the straps adjusted and her breast having ample cleavage. She slid into the panties to find them luxuriously soft and sexy. She swept into the garter belt and caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. She was thrilled so far and anxious to see what was. ..”“Yes, though we are doing our best to smooth them over,” Ekaterina replied.“As are we,” he rebutted as her eyebrow raised. “We are, it’s just our people are far more insular and like to take our customs with us ... whilst disapproving of others customs it has to be admitted,” he sighed.“It will get better, you’re far more as allies than the sum of two separate nations,” Brianna said soothingly.“So we keep getting told,” he replied.“Would you rather go back to over-master control?” I. She spies me and smiles, and I smile back, unfortunately she sits on the opposite side of the class, so I can do nothing but stare. Her beautiful eyes pop in the light, my heart just sinks with her soft lips. “So gorgeous…. So beautiful…” is all I can think whenever I look at her. Don’t even get me started on her hair. The bright orange glows in the sunlight, and lightens up my eyes. What I didn’t realise was that the teacher has asked me a question. “Smithy?”“Huh? What?” I spurt out.“What are.