Well, maybe it is not an entirely shitty day. I went upstairs to take a shower and get ready. I noticed as I took off my dress and bra and noticed my ...ipples were hard. And simply pulling off and throwing away my now ruined stockings I felt some fine hairs on my legs. Garter belt and panties tossed into the laundry hamper I slipped into the shower and washed up.I finally finished and got out my razor and cream and shaved my legs and armpits. Then after caressing myself decided a bit more was. Fir ham tino upar aarti ke room me gaye.And ha dusri aunty ka name divya (changed for privacy) divya aur aarti dono aaramcse bed par bethi aur kaha aaj tuje ham dono ki sari murade puri karni he jaisa bole vaisa karega tu aur jo chahe voh karna padega mene kaha haa me sab training karke aaya hu.To unhone kaha ek ek karke hamare pair se sandle nikal to mene pahele aarti ke sandle ko muh se nikala aur fir divya ke dono ne kaha vaise he to mazedar tu chal aaj pura maza dede hame .Fir me aarti ke. It had been a stupid question andshe was a little embarrassed by her own stupidity. Cautiously, sheextended her fingers and gently touched the innermost tiny purplish budof the floret. "Ooh!" I jerked lasciviously, "That's nice. You just touched my bellend."Harriet smiled as we both recognised at least one definitive part of whathad once been my pee-pee. Then she hesitated."It's much smaller than your bell end was. Can you still feel that bit?" Yes," I replied as I sat up to investigate the new. ." My plea echoed through out the locker room...the huge guy just stood there pulling my ankle. He spoke and fear gripped my spine "...band practice..." That means that the school band was out side the gym, and no matter how loud I yelled unless you were in the locker room, I would not be heard. I tried again to get my ankle from his grip, I jerked my foot so hard, that I think I dislocated my hip. The guy still held me in his vise like grip.. I groaned and he mistook it for excitement, and.