Her waist was slim and amazing, must be working out every day. Her hips formed a nice curve on her black jeans. She set the food and drinks on the tab...e in front of us. I was lucky enough to get a quick glimpse of her cleavage as she bent forward to put them on the table. Abhishek introduced me and Nikita.Nikita sat with Abhishek on the sofa. It was the last one for that day, so we all chatted there for 30 minutes and then started on our way back home. We got a takeaway, as it was almost 8:30. "Just perfect mate, there's two joists running right over the dunny and the shower. All we need is a couple of bits of wood and she'll be apples."We hunted around and came up with some scrap timber that had came from a packing case. Dom drilled a hole in each of them and another over the dunny and the shower stall. I poked the bolts through the ceiling and Dom put the washers and nuts on. Another scrounge around the workshop came up with a coil of rope. We soon had two trapezes hooked up and. And I was on the ball team, though I wasn’t much good at it, and so I got to see the sexy young trapeze girls in their tight little outfits with new plump titties just bulging and gaudy blue eye makeup and I recall all the old drunks crowding into the main tent from the bars, they stood on the fringes and teetered and leered and whistled at the airborne cunt so long ago. I was seated among royalty, the young aristocracy in ball caps and fixed with strange wonder at these swirling and leaping. Monet angrilydemanded."From now on your name is Caroline, when you father is home you may wearyour boy clothes and act like Carl, but until then you will wear sissyattire after school and all weekend, is that understood fag boy!" Yes, ma'am, can I change into something else?" Caroline meekly asked. "No, leave my cum stained clothes on, but I will let you wear somethingover underwear, follow me," she sternly said.Caroline followed her dominant stepmother to her room where she pickedout a pink.