That was the first time I’d ever seen my sister totally naked and she wasn’t at all shy about letting me see her after that.Our morning starts off...like all families, being called down to breakfast because we’re up in our rooms getting ready or sleeping in most times.Mom wears the same thing every morning; she has on a t shirt with holes in the sides and one in the front just below her tit.Sis comes down in a pair of gym shorts and a t shirt that shows off her nipples poking thru and not too. Especially when one is a bit short, wispy and blonde, and has created a look even a cheerleader would adore.I’d learned of the dangers and the risks of being a gender mixed gal. As a result, I always took great care not to deceive men or to find myself in a place where I might not be accepted. Now twenty, I’ve graduated from college and now have a very good paying job.My weekends, spent dressing as a girl, are still considered sacred to me. As soon as Friday afternoon comes around, I return. Releasing Wren, I led her to the chair that Brit was in. I put her nipples back in the tubes, and then pumped her clit into the other one. I had her get on her knees. “Start licking her pussy; when she cums, you both will be released and no more tubes today.”Wren moved forward and instantly started sucking on Brit’s pussy. She sucked on Brit’s clit. “Oh ‘yes’, mom, suck on my poor clit. Massage it with your tongue. ‘Yes’, lick it right there. Your lips feel so much better on my clit that those. Without her telling me I know she’s my guide, when she’d came for me earlier she’d called herself Jada and I followed her trustingly. As am I doing now “I’m ready now, we can leave.” Without looking back at him she lets me walk beside her through his wall and back into the endless labyrinth of blue light, not over bearing, and most defiantly not underwhelming either. “You’ll be able to go back to anywhere you wish soon little one,” she has a soft Creole accent that I immediately loved, even.