I put on a pair of running shorts that were short and a little snug so they showed the outline of everything but looked like I wasn't just exposing my...elf outright. No underwear of course. I headed downstairs and walked into the room where she was working.To my surprise she was now working in a skimpy running outfit with nothing obviously underneath either the shorts or the top as everything showed through the thin material. She looked up and noticed my shocked look and laughed. We both. “Wow, Eric. These are great costumes. Where did you get them?”“Oh, we borrowed them from the theater. I should say my lovely date did,” Eric grinned. Eric with a woman? And this girl was a knockout. Slender, and sexy, and about the same height as Eric. She let her eyes drift down as if she was shy—or maybe she was checking me out.“And who is this unbelievably beautiful woman with you?” I asked. “Sorry, I don’t recognize you.”“Oh, you would if you really saw me.”I almost passed out. That voice. I ran out into the bright sun and thirty-four minutes later, glanced at the clock as I staggered back in the door. I downed half a bottle of cold Gatorade and walked around inside the air-conditioned house to cool down, sipping at the rest of the bottle as I did.I glanced at the girls as I walked past the kitchen window. They were both on their backs. Michelle was still topless and Sandy had her top laid carefully over her breasts with the strings across the cloth of the top to minimize the. “Race ya!” She demanded as she shoved Jonathon back and ran around the side of the house, through the side gate, which slowed her a little and over the patio to the large sliding glass doors where she froze. “You fucking cheated again hoe”’, Jonathon growled as he caught up to her. She didn’t seem to hear him and Jonathon followed her gaze through the glass doors inside the house.Jonathon’s jaw dropped open just like his sister’s, both frozen in awe at what lay just beyond the glass panels..