She left me to go get dressed and when we were both finished, we went downstairs together. Mom was fixing breakfast and dad was sitting at the table j...st as he does each morning. Coffee and newspaper.We helped mom get the plates and poured the juice for us. Then we all sat down to eat.“I hope you girls put clean underwear on this morning. The doctor will be seeing them so they must be clean.” Mom said.We both said we had clean ones on and asked what would the doctor do to us.“He is going to. Sowmya was back from college. “Mom, an educational tour is being planned at my college for a couple of days” she informed her while taking off her shoes. “Educational tour? Where? When?” she inquired with a frown.“Yes, in a nearby science lab over this weekend” she replied, trying to answer her mother’s suspicion. “This weekend?” she asked. “Yes it is quite important and linked with the semesters” she tried to create more importance to the visit. Mrs. Nair had no more option. She didn’t want to. I was 16, 5'6" 110-120lbs, and have always been told I have a nice rack. I was a virgin still and had wanted John, one of the schools star football players, to pop my cherry. Unfortunately, he was sleeping with my friend Toni. I got into an argument with some girls in my class because Toni accused me of trying to steal John away from her. She said I just dress up slutty so I can steal John from her. I dress the way I dress because for a 16 year old, I more than had the body to do so and since. My gaze runs up your body, over your pert breasts until your eyes lock onto mine. Without a word I seek permission to continue, the smile creeping over your face encourages me on. Your skin is so sensitive to my touch that as I place my large hand on your stomach your skin breaks into tiny cute goosebumps. Together in the room, there is now only three noises in our small world, your increased breathing, my heart pumping and the sound of the zipper on your jeans opening. My hands pull the denim.