I guess she must have enjoyed wearing the stained bra in order to titillate any unwary souls who might have been innocently passing by the partly-ajar...door."We're in luck. They already had plastic covers on the bed, so I only had to put on the regular sheets." Really, honey? Are you sure they didn't know you were cuming?" I teased, while removing my shirt."And cuming and cumming!" she laughed. Rikki was standing right in front of the large mirror on a portable-wardrobe-like structure near the. Um ... tonight, we could ... um...”“What are you wearing right now?” he interrupted.“Now? An old sweat suit. It’s pink, and there’s a hole under one arm, but it’s comfortable, and I wear it around the house. And ... um ... cotton panties, and an old bra that fits me well. And tennis shoes with no socks. That’s all, sir.”“Take off the panties and bra,” he ordered. “Just wear the sweats and shoes. Bring your apartment key ... and your cell phone, in case he calls you. Leave right now. Strip in. The kitchen and living room were communal to the whole house. There were three bedrooms downstairs. It was surprisingly quiet, except for the occasional party thrown on a Friday or Saturday night. Val and I kept our clothes in different rooms. They were too small to stuff everything we’d brought with us into one of them. But we slept together.Except when Phil came to see her and take her out. That started out as a once a month thing, and that’s what caused the tension I mentioned in the last. We stood there in silence for what seemed like an age. I spoke first, pleading with her not to tell our parents. She closed the door, and a smile crossed her face. She said straight out that she wouldn't if I did as she told me. Of course I agreed straight away. Her command was simple, she told me to get onto her bed and to wank into her panties until I came. I struggled to comprehend her direction as I'd expected something like bribery. My sister said to hurry up and get on the bed so more in.