" I can make it myself!" Sandeep griped, wheezing as he forced the wheels of his chair one more quarter-turn upward."I know you can, Grandpa," the str...pping young teenager smiled, positioning himself behind the wheelchair, "but there are other people behind us who'd like to be aboard before they light off the engines."With the boy's help, Sandeep was soon rolling over the hatch coaming into the spacious cargo bay of the transport that would take them to their new home. Sharon's husband,. "You're kidding. What a thing to ask his sister." Well, have you?" Yeah, years ago, it was a dinky, little thing." I bet it's lots bigger now. Have you seen it, you know, more recently?" asked Lori."No, god, girls, come on, it's my brother." He's, what, sixteen, now?" asked Denise."Not quite, he will be in, um, a little less that two weeks." Is he a virgin?"Of course, it's Lori who asked."How the shit would I know?" Well, do you think he is?" Yeah, probably, I don't think he's gone with anyone. "Did you like it?" she asked, already reaching for her top button. My mom and Sara were still in the driveway as Margie worked her way down the buttons on the front of her shirt, popping them open one by one. she reached the bottom of her shirt and let it hang, stepping towards me. She reached down and took my wrists, lifting my hands to her upper chest and placing them there. "You don't have to be shy, Alli," she whispered. "You weren't shy last night. I know what you want." But this. My pantyhose had changed into fishnets and suspenders. I looked atmyself in the mirror and lifted the right side of my dress until I couldsee the top of my stockings and my suspender straps.Mr Jones will like an eyeful of this the female part of my brain wassaying. I look so sexy."At least not the fishnets!" pleaded the male part of my brain."No!" chorused my pantyhose and the female part of my brain. "This is ademocracy and you are outvoted, Chris. You no longer get to choose whatI.