Few other incidents i remember, she used to caress my feet under the table when we had dinner together and she would always wear skimpy clothes when I...was at hers. Seeing me she would always bend to pick up something that she indeed let down on purpose letting me watch that cleavage of hers.Seriously speaking, i never would take it into consideration. One day it so happened that we were in the garden outside and she was thirsty, if I could grab her some juice from the fridge inside. I was like. I watched as she posed in front of the mirror, turning left and right, sticking out her firm ass, trying to decide if she liked the clothes. I looked in surprise and lust as she ran her hands over her body, up to her breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before quickly letting go. Images of me behind her, squeezing those exact same breasts hard, with my lips on her neck, kissing and biting were running wild through my head. Then the little show was over as she stepped back into the dressing room.. "Computer, activate audio mode for Calvin Jones' bungalow."The sound of a running shower filled Hannah's bedroom and she felt anillicit thrill run through her as she watched the feminized Calvin stepinto the shower. Reaching up with her free hand she rotated the viewingperspective and then zoomed in. The audio/video surveillance installedin these two bungalows was nothing less than the very best.Figuring now was as good a time as any Hannah brought up her InternalMain Menu. From here she. ." You sure about this?" I quizzed.My mom added quickly, "if you are okay with it, then we are fineabout it."Dad nodded in agreement with mom quickly. I thought about thismatter long and hard. Finally, I just shrugged my skinnyshoulders and answered, "Oh well, I'm cool."For a minute, we just stared at one another. Gradually, a smileformed on every face and we burst out laughing hard."Oh come on! Let's go now. We are very late already." Dadexclaimed to us.He rushed to the driver seat and started.