The dress was short, just a couple of inches below her ass. Babita had worn a full sleeve white net dress, which clung to her body curves, with a whi...e bikini set underneath. It was a deep neck, which just about covered her nipples and showed off most of her boobs. The dress just about covered her ass and the way it hugged her, I am sure when she walked her dress would keep riding up her body. Also you could see her boobs and ass jiggle when she walked. We went for dinner to a shack on the. I noticed that even my brother had become more friendly with me. Often walking me home from school and offering his help on anything I may need it for. It was a nice change because my brother and I were finally becoming friends again. My brother whom I loved so much. And this is where the real story begins. It was now winter and half way through my junior year in high school. I was sixteen and lovin’ life. Now that I looked more like a grown woman than any of the girls at school, I made sure. It was a running joke among the four of us.I was beginning to feel a little sexy and feminine and special and accepted by our little group and now whenever any of us were out together, sometimes I wore my hair in a braid. My manner of dress became an inside joke and it was both fun and tantalizing being feminine and yet---not quite. It was kind of like all those androgynous bands like "Boy George" and "David Bowie" who even wore 4" spike heeled boots on stage. At this point, I had never worn. She had been really horny, but wasn’t in the mood to be picky. They had gone up to her room and started kissing and playing. Marcia had started to go down on him, but when she had unzipped his pants, she saw that his dick was fairly small. To hide her surprise, and so as not to laugh at him, she had licked and sucked his cock for a minute or two, then got up and told him she was going to take a shower. She had told him to be ready when she came out. Marcia had gotten into the hot shower and.