There are only six other people in the theater, all pretty much doing the same thing so no one cares about the excess noise or laughter at an inopport...ne moment in the movie.We said we would meet up with the rest of our friends at the diner, but at the moment we have a comfort zone between us. I ask if she wants to go to Denny's instead. Incredibly, she says, 'Sure.' We eat bad food and talk about nothing important.She drops me off at my place later that night. I say goodbye and walk inside.We. He was still smiling, still remembering when she appeared in the doorway and leaned her relaxed body against the door frame between the two rooms. The light shining in behind her put a heavenly glow all around her body and yet he could still see the contours of her face. He could see her smile, the long lines of her neck, the swell of her breasts…. He could hardly believe that something so perfect was something that he had had a part in making! He also could not believe that she wanted him, a. But myclothes won't fit me anymore. That means I'm gonna have to wear Cassie'sclothes." I reasoned, and groaned. Wearing my younger sister's clotheswas not something I was looking forward to. I walked over to her dresserand opened the top drawer ? bras. Definitely not. I closed that andopened the next drawer, and found her underwear. I groaned again andpulled out a white pair covered in blue, green, and pink polka-dots. Istepped into them and pulled them up. They fit snugly against my. Cunnie led me to the bed and motioned me to kneel in front of Mistress. she did the same, holding up her collar to Mistress. "Mistress, would you please put your collar back on your cunnie?" she whispered softly.Mistress took the collar and gripped cunnie's hair gently, pulling cunnie's head into Her lap and buckled the collar back into place, snapping the small lock closed that I had not noticed before. Mistress then caressed cunnie's head and lifted cunnie gently by her hair for a deep loving.