I wont bore you good readers with the rest of the details. That is other than her tour of the house only added to her impression that I had not only '...ade it' but had great taste, besides. I didn't bother telling that my 'taste' was more to do with being too lazy to furnish it, while buying the furnishings with the house was a lot easier.We had a nice chat about the 'good ol' high school days' (I gritted my teeth and bore her version) and toward the end of it, she waxed eloquent on how our. Her body had seemed to hit a bit of a development spurt as well. Her breasts grew round and firm. Her perky nipples seemed to press against the fabric of everything she wore. What she wore seemed to change as well. Her clothing became more and more revealing and there was no way that this adolescent boy living under the same roof was not going to notice. There was no question that I was starting to have feelings for my step-sister. The question was what to do about it. Marcia, or Marcy as we. “Andy, how am I supposed to punish you if you always enjoy it?”“Your disapproval was punishment enough, sweetheart. I will do better. I promise. But, can I do something sometime to make you punish me like that in the dungeon? I will let you know what I want before I do?”“Yes, kitten,” I said, kissing her softly on the lips.“I love you,” she said.She slipped under the covers to wrap that delicious mouth around my soft cock. In a moment, she was asleep, sucking on my cock like a baby on a teat.I. I decided that I could confidein her. There was no reason she wouldn't sell me the clothes. I justwouldn't come back, if it was a problem."Claire, I'm sorry to have told you a story. Jamie's a boy. He's, wellwe're not sure, but he likes to dress as a girl sometimes. That's why Ibought him the party dress. We want to see how he feels about becomingmore feminine. He may not care about the clothes, which would be fine, orhe may like them. I won't know until I bring them home and give him.