We were friends since elementary school and have been dressing in our sisters and mothers clothes for over a year and then play around with each other... All of us were young and dumb; 18 and quite petite,under 5'7 and lean. With our bags packed full of our dress wear,skiing gear and lots of liquor we were on our way. We were about 4 hours into our 6 hour drive in the pouring rain when we realized we had no clue where we were. We all figured it would be best to just find the closest hotel, crash. Each night I went out I walked a little further, till one night I made it all the way down to the boulevard 5 blocks away. I was just about to turn around and come home when a bright light shined on me. My first thought was to run, but I couldn’t do that in the heels and tight dress, so I started to walk up a sidewalk to someone’s house, when I heard a voice say. ‘Miss stop there’ I stopped and turned and there stood a police car and policeman not 15 feet away. My heart began to pound and. She could run the engines, fire missiles, read a sensor display and more. It was almost the real thing, very close anyway. The one she liked most was operating the mock-up of a battlecruiser turret. You could actually see the target being hit, which you couldn’t do with a missile launcher. That was the best part, seeing the Sa’arm die. Even if it was only a sim, she could enjoy that. How much better it would be when she was doing it for real!Most evenings, after training had finished for the. Karen laughed. “No, not really – I get this question a lot. Here…” She reached out and grabbed Alli’s wrists and brought my wife’s hands up to her breasts. “Go ahead, feel them; it’s okay – I don’t mind.” I stared – everyone stared - as Alli touched Karen’s boobs, tentatively at first, just sort of pushing on the sides with her fingertips, blushing furiously all the while. Karen giggled. “No, not like that! I guess I should have asked one of the guys to show you how to squeeze a tit, huh? Here,.