My outfits were many and varied as the play deemed suited – leather, lace, satin, everyday demure elegant or even complete full-on sissy dresses for...a mummy or daddy to play with me wearing as their little pansy fag girl-boy boy-girl.I became quite popular and evening events I served as maid or whore, dressing always for the role – short full skirted satin maid dress with stockings and high heels or short skirt sheer blouse and heels for whore. I adored cock and cum was becoming my favourite. "Wait," Pooja murmured, breathless, confused by her own reactions, aroused beyond anything she'd felt before."Wait for what, Pooja," I asked and leaned over her, urging her down. My lips found hers and she trembled with my touch, with the heat growing in her body."Somebody will come," she breathed, but she arched under me as my hands cupped her breasts, my thumbs stroking her nipples. Her legs parted of their own accord, as if to urge those stroking hands lower. I shifted my hard body settling. She looked beautiful. "You look beautiful today Samantha. Have I been gone that long to not see my littlesister grow into a woman?" I asked. "Aw! thank you so much." Samantha answered, flustered. She put her head on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arm around her. We were watching a movie when I noticed that her breasts were pushed firmly against my ribs, and her hand was place near my inner thigh. For some reason. I was really attracted to her. Not really that "Brotherly love" kind of way, but I. Too many damn questions, and you know what would happen if she started talking to the police. We will all be in deep shit,” Dr. Pennington said.“We already have too much invested in her, and she knows too much about our operation now to let her out from under our control. I have a colleague that will take care of the problem discreetly. We can get Emma high enough on drugs that she will not resist the procedure. It will just take a few weeks before she can safely have sexual intercourse after.