I mean I was looking like girl from chest. I wore underwear. Wwwoow. So soft & silky. Current run through my body. Then I applied some ladies perfume ...I bought al this from market yesterday). I have also lips stick. I kept dark red on my lips. & tie the nighty strings from the front side. Night has two strips running over my shoulder. & one top (like shirt) which is tied from front using strings.Then I saw myself in the mirror. For the first time I felt shy, like the ‘dulhan’ on the first. I was right. Two days later, that night, I was in my room swiping Instagram. Mom and dad had already gone to bed. Harsh entered and bolted the door. It was unusual since we used to sleep with the door open.Another thing I noticed was a strange bulge in his trousers. He wasn’t wearing underwear! I was sure that he’s going to ask for sex. A part of me was delighted. But I ignored him to let him start the conversation.“Hey, Khushi, what are you doing right now?”“Nothing much. Just a bit of time. "There are spiders in here."When Wayne finally punched a hole in the crate with his crowbar, a swarm of small and hairy spiders crawled out. Each one was about the size of a chestnut. When about thirty spiders escaped, Wayne sealed the hole on the crate back up again with a plank of wood.The spiders started to spread out on the grass. Since I was barefoot, I was quite vulnerable. Luckily, Wayne was prepared. He took out an aerosol can from his pocket and sprayed the lawn. By the time he killed. He'd even spied on his two sisters when they'd gone to the beach, if you could call it spying. Both girls had calmly stripped off their tops and lay out for everyone to see. Giselle was still growing her tits, so there wasn't much to see. Sandra, on the other hand, had as nice a rack as a guy could want to suck, large, round, and topped with strawberry-colored nipples.They knew he'd seen them, and there hadn't been any of that frantic grabbing of clothes to cover up. He had caught the hint that.