Carla was still looking at me with her gorgeous smile, her mouth slightly open showing her perfect teeth and as she looked at me, she was slowly runni...g the tip of her tongue along the bottom edge of her upper lip as if she were gazing at a display of cream cakes.“Unless you haven’t already guessed.” she said, “Peter and I are an item and I intend for it to stay that way.”There it was. She was warning me off. She had not raised her voice, nor had she stopped smiling, but she was warning me off. I looked down and noticed my toes were the same. Ireached up to feel my hair because it felt like it moved differently butbefore I could hands helped me get dressed. A pair of lacey white pantiesslid up my smooth legs and rested in place. A similar styled bra camedown and I lifted my arms to allow it around me. It was fastened behindand I felt a strange comfort in the cradling of my small chest. A petitepink dress floated down from above and I lifted my arms to let it flowdown on me. It came. I embraced my role, finding that I loved him using me, finding that I loved to pleasure him, found that I loved being “girly.” Although, I didn’t want to be a girl, I enjoyed the thought of acting like one. I had began to steal my older sisters panties, the more feminine and girly the better. I found that I felt incredibly sexy and wonderful when I wore them. I would hide them inside my jeans when I thought that boy might come calling for more. Although, I didn’t dare show them or let him know. I initiated some old topics with Naveen, sharing some fun incident. Sahana was laughing for our jokes; also she was directly interacting with Naveen regarding the incidents. Now my friend & sister become little closer. But all the way Naveen had his eyes on my sister’s boobs. She had noticed him looking at hers, initially she used to cover her boobs with left hand, now she felt comfortable let it free to view. Also she had seen Naveen rubbing his dick looking at her. This made me confident that.