He looked at the wad of nylon, “Those are supposed to fit you? They’re all fucking shriveled up!”“They’ll stretch, if they were bigger they�...�d be like baggy and loose. Put ‘em on.”My brother sat on the edge of my bed and worked the hosiery over his feet and up the calves of his legs. When they were at the knees he stood and struggled to pull them higher. I was smiling at his feeble attempts to pull them up when he looked at me exasperated, “Fuck, if getting dressed like a girl is this hard, I’m. The little vixen knew I found her basically repulsive but that was normal for a brother-sister relationship in the 1960s.I think the trouble with Druella started when I caught her giving blow jobs to the gangster types that hung out on the corner of our side street making lewd comments about the young girls walking by or on their bicycles. I thought that most of them were jerks but it seemed like that was the modus operand for "cool guys" and just about all the girls twittered and tingled the. D... don't know' Amba stuttered confused, 'does the boss have a twin brother in the police force?''Not that I know off' Rama replied.'Sorry ma'am I must have confused him with someone else' Amba said recovering from the initial shock.'Shall we start?' Rama asked. Amba nodded. For the next hour Rama quizzed her intensively on different subjects. Amba answered all her questions confidently. When I saw that Rama had reached the second part of the interview I raised my hand motioning her to remain. After the trip I visited her home. She was still in the uniform. I entered the house and locked the door. I grabbed her and started smooching her. Our tongues were fighting with each other. I lifted her up and asked her that where is her bedroom? She said to the right. I put her on the bed and took of her shirt. She was wearing a white bra. I started pressing her boobs. Then I took of her bra and started sucking her melons. I sucked them for very long.Then I moved to her navel and started.