Then I started nipping with myteeth alternating pleasure and pain. She moaned and pushed herself intome.She pushed my face deep between her legs. "Oh,...baby. Do me right. I wantmy little wifey to lick me and bite me harder. C'mon, little girl, showmama what my precious sissy is made of. Don't you dare stop."She took her hands and grabbed my head like a bowling ball putting herfingers in my ears. She dug in deep and urged me tight against her vulvawhile she pushed, rubbing back and forth. She was. Next, we stopped at Macy's where she had me try-on several pair of girl'sdenim shorts. She bought me 3 pair in stone-wash and a pair in white.None of them had back pockets and the back seam kind of pushed into mybut-crack just like my panties did. Oh well, they were really comfyanyway. I just adored the little flower embroidery on the ass. It matchedmy heels and purse!It was all the rage lately for girls to wear pantyhose with their shorts.Aunt Sue took me to the hosiery section. The sales lady. She takes her arm off my shoulders and looks at me in awe. "And now you're getting mad at me?" It's this damned couch and the stupid fucking plastic!" I complain, scrunching the edge of the seat.The couch isn't making me mad; I was. You can't split humans in half! Cloning myself is a great fantasy except, I'll always be the one stuck with the guilt."She's your sister, she'll come around." Cherry replies in an avert tone."Why do you love me, Cherry?" I ask out of nowhere."Because you're hot,. I'd swear he lost at least five pounds in the last four weeks. He seemed healthy and acted like he had a lot more energy, but I wasn't sure what Mrs. Wilson was going to think about it when she saw him.I kept expecting her to show up back home any day, but then Mom got a call from her saying her sister was still real sick and that she was gonna stay for at least a couple more weeks. I didn't mind because that was another hundred bucks for me. Hiding Kristen wound up costing me a lot of cash, so.