I’m very grateful for your friendship and for allowing me to do this. “You know your sister is smoking hot” Eddie said.I watched in horror as my...own brother pulled opened my panty drawer and said “There you go buddy, pick whichever pair of my sister sexy little panties you want to keep”. I watched as Eddie grabbed a pair of my black satin bikini panties, and started rubbing the crotch area between his finger tips. Mark seemed a bit uncomfortable or maybe even a bit embarrassed, but continued to. There was a purplish liner that made the eyes look bigger. Thenoses were smaller, and the lips full, juicy, and colored the same asthe eyeliner. The face -- _her_ face was framed by dark brown hairthat curled as it grew down to her shoulders."I... this isn't right." She unbuttoned her uniform shirt. Somehow,it had become a one-piece with her pants. They fell to the ground.Beneath it, a dark pink tube top struggled to contain a pair of 36-Cbreasts. Her waist had narrowed, the flesh pooling. Also, rich made him very attractive to all women in her poor town. Her mom had even commented on 'giving him a ride if he ever wanted a lift' and Beth knew she was talking about sex."I can show you, but no sex!" in an effort to set some boundaries. She did not want to be bent over his desk for taco money.Mr. Brown raised his hands up. "No sex baby, just a show."Beth stood up slowly. She was standing between his spread knees as he sat back in the big office chair. With both hands Beth pulled. “Good Morn, Sire. Are you surveying your domain?”“Aye. But I have no idea what I am looking at or what I should be looking at.”Sarah reached inside the basket and handed him a warm scone. “I’ll made you a spot of breakfast and then we will get you a few answers. Mike Rooney will be here shortly to give you a complete tour of the estate. You do ride, don’t you?”He bit a good chunk out of the scone and gave a small chuckle at her ridiculous question. Of course he rode; he was a Scotsman.Mike.