As my chachi lives there, I used to go there as she loves me a lot. One day I went to their home and rang d bell. My babhi opened the door, I asked ab...ut the chachi. She said she went out for walking; there was no one in d home except my bhabhi. We are too close such that she know all habits of mine even drinking and hangouts with my friends. We sat on couch and began to talk. I slowly put my hand on her thigh. She didn’t say anything. I was rubbing my finger slowly making her horny. Suddenly. You should date some guys just below their standards, but not pariah's. Make out, show your sexual inhibitions and have them talk about you in school. Makes sense?" It is a lot to think about, but it does make sense," I replied in some shock."Right, so to take off we are getting you the exterior so these girls recognize you as one of their own. You will look and smell the part. The change has to be gradual but we don't have much time until the selection for cheering squad. The secret is to show. She realized she'd been having a very sinful dream, but she couldn't remember any of the particulars, and she didn't want to: those kinds of thoughts were unchristian, and she was a good christian woman.More awake now, she felt the unfamiliar, unwelcome signs of arousal - a warm sensation between her legs, her erect, sensitive nipples rubbing unpleasantly against the fabric of her undergarments. She blushed, upset with herself: somehow she thought that if her spirit was more pure, she would. From what I remember, it's all hazy, I ended up in a back room of this place and there was this woman I'd never seen before but she began to be really friendly to me and I was so out of it I didn't recognize what she was doing until it was too late.She was extremely beautiful, long black hair perfect skin and body and her breasts were high and perky on her chest and she didn't even have a bra on. She looked about my age but carried herself like she was much older. Between the liquor, loud music.