There was a college function nearing and I was participating in dance. So was practicing at home and mom used to guide me as she knows classical? I wa... wearing a short and slip and was practicing. It was sat evening, party time for our family, so both dad and bro came with all the stuff. That time I noticed bro was keen looking at me his eyes were something diff than normal. I just ignored and stopped dancing and joined with them. From next day onwards I noticed him, I felt like he was eying on. But there was still one possibility. "Wait, Asmedogh," I called. "I'm going to have to tell her anyway, why not stay long enough to give her a chance to accept you?"Camilla's expression was something to behold; she was staring at me as if I'd suddenly gone crazy, and to her it must have seemed that way or something close. Then her attention turned back to Asmedogh, who'd paused and turned back at my call.For nearly a full minute her eyes went back and forth between Asmedogh and me, taking us. Ki rahi hogi moti thi gori thi wo achchi lagti thi wo jab bhi mujhe tea ya pani dene aati to mai jhuki hue pose me uske dudh dekh kr mst ho jata bilkul safed dudh dikhte the mera to lund khada ho jata tha wo hamesa mujh se dhang se baat karti salike se rahti Ek din wo bilkul taiyaar ho k aai tea de k chali gai jab wo ja rahi thi to maine uski matakti huik gaand dekhi aaye haaye kasam se laga ki ja k pichy se lipat jaau mai aksar hi usko gaand matkate hue jati dekhta kitne bade kulhe wow meri to. I had to laugh thinking that we were doing the same things to ourselves. Only I was wishing that it were him doing it to me and me doing it to him.By the time I turned twelve I was growing hair on my pussy and under my arms. Mom taught me how to shave my legs and underarms. She taught me how to douche too to keep myself clean down there. She was starting to treat me like a woman. Mom started letting me go with her to pick out my clothes. She would go into the changing rooms with me when I tried.