However, before she could reach her orgasm, the doorbell rang and she came to her senses. I had to also leave her and rush to my room. Then she straig...tened her clothes and adjusted her hair. Taniya went to open the door. She found out that it was a courier.She took the parcel and closed the door. When I came out of my room and found out whom it was, I tried to make out with her again. But she had come to her proper senses and was not interested anymore. I was disappointed and ended up. It took a couple of days before I could look my sister in the face again, but that too subsided.One evening, while our parents were watching TV, I was back in my room. I was browsing through some porn sites when my sister knocked on my door.“Hey Jeff, whatcha doin?” she asked.I just looked back at her, slightly annoyed. “Nothing, just browsing.”“Same place as last time?” she responded with a slight smirk.“No!” I retorted. “Did you need something?”She looked at me for a minute. I could tell. "Faith was falling asleep. "You know me, five by five."---Faith was walking through a hallway. She noticed lockers, she decidedthat she was in a school. This was confirmed for her when a bell rangand teenagers poured out of rooms. They were in some sort of slowmotion, but blurring together. The mass of people flowed around herlike a river flowing around a stone. She stood still as they continuedto move. None were touching her, some seemed to just pass through herlike ghosts. She started. No small sleepers.Make up will always be worn, as appropriate to the occasion.Nails will always be painted.Dresses and skirts should be obvious, making you conscious of them, andaffecting your demeanor in some way i.e. very short, or tight, or floorlength, or possibly 50s style petticoats, a very full skirt maybeacceptable if it is long and gets in the way. Whatever the style itshould require constant attention and vigilance to keep it correct.Stockings, no tights, unless with short mini, but.