Much! How drab and plain she thought.She tried it on and it was so big. It looked like a tent. ?I can't wear this? she thought. The sandals fit and we...e also plain. Insidethe box was another large envelope. A padded envelope. She opened it and foundanother letter from her Master. Also a small white box that said in red lettersnot to open until reading the letter. With butterflies in her stomach, sheopened the letter. ?Aerial, my driver will be picking you up in just a few hours. He will stopat. That’s alright. That’s one of the things your father and I talked about with bringing you kids here now that you’re more grown up. Don’t worry about it Dillon. Its not something to be ashamed of. Your father was getting hard earlier too, you’re not the only one” his mother said.“Yeah Dillon, why don’t you just jerk off like you always do to get rid of it” McKenna teased.“Shut up McKenna! I don’t jerk off!” Dillon shouted.“Hey, you two knock it off. McKenna stop teasing him. This is a natural. She knew it all.She was well aware of the secret glances and attraction she received from men. Despite being a housewife in a small town, she was known as a bold and independent woman. She always had a sense of fashion and carried herself really well in sarees. Rumors and gossips suggested that she enjoyed her sexual freedom, and had few hookups beyond her marriage. Later I learned that she was choosy and picked up only matured ones who could maintain a discreet relationship and treated her. Rhonda, Peggy Sue, and Lucy were the followers.I was curious as to what I had stumbled into.I was nineteen years old and a college freshman at a state college about a two-hour drive away.My sister Katie was sixteen years old, had long brown hair, and nice B-cup breasts. I liked to see her in bikinis, that’s for sure.Michael was seventeen and the oldest of the bunch. She had short black hair and was quite athletic. She was on the girl’s field hockey team. I had gone to a couple of games and she.