My aunt turned and went out of the room as she did so I heard the door being locked behind her. I walked to wards the window to find it had bars behin... the lace curtains, so I turned to opened some of the draws to find, to my disbelief layer upon layer of very fine silk lingerie, stockings, knickers and camisoles. I opened the walk in wardrobe and there down one side, hanging on rails were various beautiful designer dresses, with row upon row of stiletto shows all lined up beneath. As I turned. I remember thinking it was strange but I was somehow neither embarrassed nor ashamed. Both of my sisters were women now after all and not girls anymore and Sandra at least had been party to my ravening on Sandra. Doubtless Mary had seen that pale red ruin in the trash at some point too. Everything was so strange. No consequence. A world simply given to me. I shut the door to my room and collapsed into a clean bed for the first time in ages. The soft sheets seemed to swirl over my flesh and try. ” “That’s not what I meant.” Maggie slid off the counter and walked towards her sister. A strength and sense of control she’d never felt before overcame her. Hell, if orgasms gave her this much confidence, she should have them more often. She smiled widely at Jenna. “Busted.” “Yeah, no shit,” Jenna said. Maggie laughed. “You still don’t get it. He wasn’t pretending that he thought I was you. He really did think I was you. I let him believe it. It was easy. Too bad you came home when you did.”. " How do you know?" I've been talking to people. They claimed to have seen him out with many women. One even said they saw him in a hotel in town with a woman, checking in. I just can't stand by and watch him make an ass out of you." You've been asking around? Why the hell are you doing that? He'll find out and think I put you up to it. Even if it's all true he isn't making an ass out of me. He's making an ass out of himself. Nonetheless it's between him and me." And the other women he's.