I watched my older sister getting ready to go out with her friends, to school, or just hang out. I watched her pamper herself with soft sexy lingerie,...stockings, garter belt and everything else a pretty girl would wear. I wanted to be a girl, just like her. I started my journey into womanhood in my teen years by borrowing a pair of my sister's panties, then it was her bra, then her stockings and garter belt. This borrowing went on for a while until I was discovered, not caught but discovered.. I asked if I could do anything more for them, snacks from the bar, anything? Mr. Nolan stopped and looked up at me. He motioned for me to come closer and I bent over. We were alone in the room but I knew my entire butt was showing now if anyone had been behind me. He whispered in my ear and I looked over at Mark as he told me what he wanted.I stood straight, “Of course, sir.”I turned to Mark and knelt in front of him. I smiled up at him as I undid his belt, clasp and unzipped his pants. I. I was putting in my third bathing suit that I noted looked like dental floss. Well whatever would catch his attention. Packing the last piece of lingerie in I was about to snap my case down. Thomas walked up behind me as I was straining the case shut. ‘Abigail you think you might have over packed? It looks like you brought enough for two weeks of being away.’ He teased in his voice. ‘Well Thomas I am not able to put a suit together with four shirts and some under clothing. I have style in and. -Music- DJ already setting up-Entertainment- Dance floor, Beer Pong, Bar, even Strip Poker in the basement“Party Favors”- Your dealer “Sketchy Greg” came through; weed, a little coke, even some Viagra for those with “Whiskey dick”-Guest list- Your Social Chair had been sending invites on social media to every hot girl you and your brothers could think of, and you personally had sent pledges with handwritten (by the pledge with the least crap handwriting) invitations to the sororities. You had.