I quietly moved forward and put my ear on the door and tried if I could hear something, and I heard some whispers from the room. I immediately ran dow... to Parvathi’s room and as I expected she wasn’t there. That night I had a mixed feelings, I was angry but at the same time I was very excited about the whole thing and started masturbating. I was keeping an eye on Parvathi’s room to see when she returns. I didn’t know how the time passed in that excitement and saw Parvathi returning to her room. Hell, I evencaught myself looking with approval at a couple of guys in my classes.Somehow, it didn't seem so perverted to think about a little innocentsocial activity with guys.It's hard to describe what was starting to happen to me. It was sosubtle that I sometime just sort of drifted into absolute girlhood.Getting ready for school would somehow lead to unconsciously applyinglipstick and a little blush. Talking with cute boys would start megiggling senselessly. A discussion with other girls. As we sat, she played with my hand until unbuttoning her shirt and putting on her bare breast. Her nipple wasn’t hard, so I just cupped her breast as I let my thumb idly rub around on it and her chest. She wasn’t getting aroused at all, and it seemed to help her relax. Before long, I let my hand light rub from her collarbone down to the top of her skirt and back up, stopping to cup her breast from time to time. Occasionally I would let my thumb rub around her nipple or roll it between my. Trish came along.”“No problem. My sister is waiting for you in the ‘Indian’ room. Jennifer is in the great room if you want to talk to her first.”“OK.”“Hi, Steve,” Trish said.“Hi! Come on in. Abbie’s in the sunroom with the kids.”I shut the door and walked Jorge to the ‘Indian’ room. Jennifer greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. They exchanged a few quiet words and then he went into the room, shutting the door behind him.“Think he’s safe?” I asked.Jennifer nodded, “She and I had a.