Running to the mirror, I was very pleased at how the tapered bodice stopped an inch above my jeans and complemented my tiny girly tits.The effect was ...retty enough that I pulled out her makeup and my theatrical skills. I used a lightener around my eyes for a more youthful appearance, whitish powder on my forehead and jaw line, a gentle pinkish blush on my cheeks, and an eyebrow pencil on my eyelashes for a touch of drama. A tiny bit of lipstick made my lips look slightly pink and smell great. I. I wasn't aware that anyone was home until I heard a little gasp coming from the door. I looked up and saw mom standing there in the doorway watching me and staring at my cock. I pushed her panties under the covers hoping that she hadn't noticed what I was holding and then rolled over on my side trying to hide my nakedness."Oh God mom, I'm sorry."She just stared, then turned, closed my door and went into her room. I could hear the water running in the shower and I was so embarrassed that I. "He has gone to New York. I am here alone now." Bipasha replied."By the way, where were you going in this rainy night?" Bipasha questioned him." I was going to Durban for celebrating the New Year." Jeff replied."But now you might just have to stay here on the New Year's eve. You won't find any workshop open on this rainy night." Bipasha finished the sentence.Jeff gazed at Bipasha's body. He could easily see her well-shaped figure through her transparent nightgown. Her blue bikini was hardly. That's not to say that she meddled in my sex life, but she really took every minute that l gave her.The other girls teased her about her attachment to me, calling her a "Daddy's girl" and suggesting that we were lovers. This was not true, but she did not seem to dislike the idea when she would repeat what they had said to me. In fact, she really seemed to think that it was funny, so even I began to joke with her about it. She would joke back, but what I did not realize was that she was secretly.