Yes Pinky was part of it as well, but he was the elder one and should've stopped it. He saw the look on her face, and realized she didn't know what to...say.Pinky lifted her head and looked at her mom, "hi mom," she said, still out of breath. Nalini looked at her daughter, then back at Rajesh in anger and was still speechless. She pulled her cell phone out of her purse, and started to dial her husband Sharma's mobile number. "Wait mom, what are you doing?" Pinky exclaimed, quickly sitting up and. No doubt she was the spoiled baby girl of the family and got pretty much her way. She was always dressed to the nines, always in dresses and skirts. She was always so beautiful and her clothes really made her a stand out.Ever since the incident when I was 6 years old and my Mother punished me by making me wear my sister's clothes, I had become a hamper raider. I just loved the feel of my sister's nylon panties on my bare butt. Every few days would find me locked in the bathroom. She said it was just a lot of papers, but they’d be ones you needed when she was gone.’ ‘You have Mother’s papers? They didn’t burn in any of the fires?’ ‘No they didn’t burn. I had to laugh when she asked me to keep them. She said she was sure she’d burn the castle down someday because of her smoking habit—that you kept saying she would—and that she couldn’t stop smoking, so she’d best have the papers kept somewhere else.’ ‘Can I see the box now? It might contain something the sheriff wanted. Sometimes I wore a belt around my waist, sometimes I didn't. I wasn't wearing one that day as I had no plans to go any where and was content to muck around the house and garden with my brother.My brother had always admitted that he liked me in sundresses and looking back, I now know that subconsciously, I wore them for him. Don't get me wrong, I liked sundresses as well, but they were just items of clothing and I would just have easily have worn shorts and T-shirt.As soon as our parents left.