They think all the girls will flock to them and get their panties damp looking at them in the car.”Judy thought, my panties get damp at a lot less t...an that.Michelle continued, “Well, I want to have my own Triumph. I’d drive up to Convent Avenue and say, ‘hi guys, anybody need a lift to the subway?’ I’d just like to see the looks on their faces.”“Would you actually give one a lift?”“Hell yeah, I would.”“Also, would you teach me how to drive it?”“Sure, but I have to buy it first!”****Over the. It was too much fun to manipulate him. I want you to take a shower and wash that whore off of you, I demanded. Then come down for dinner, and well talk about how were going to deal with this. I left the room and walked down the hall to the master bedroom, all the while sporting a mischievous grin. I walked into my closet, opened my special drawer in the bottom of my dresser, and picked out a few nice things. I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom down the hall, so I undressed in front of. Or maybe I just hopethat it does that. I stood and pulled the mesh suit around, making sureit was situated on my body properly.Once I was happy with the result I reached back into the drawers forthe pink and black panties with the bows on the sides that had longribbons that fell down my long legs. The pink and black outfit I hadbeen told to wear tonight was something that she called sissy chic.Classy black mixed with sissy pink that flashed like lighting againstthe dark black. I caught myself. Tara now rarely even wrapped a towel around her after her shower, and would casually walk the few feet from the bathroom to her bedroom totally nude. She even once did it in front of my wife. I was immediately worried that my wife would be suspicious, but she didn’t seem to mind. She told me later that her sister had always been comfortable being naked around people, and figured that since Tara had lived with us for a while, she was slipping into old habits. But my wife DID say I had better not.