The act seemed very intimate... more intimate than my adolescent hormones could deal with, in fact. The towel in my lap start to rise.I pushed Kit awa... abruptly, embarassed all over again. Apparently she didn't realize what she was doing to me and looked at me, hurt and confusion apparent on her face. "Ummm, Sissy, what did you want to talk about?" I said, trying to draw her onto safe territory."That was nice, why did you push me away?" She said, scooting closer to me. She put her arm behind my. Ok ravi.. Ab theek hai, ha ha haHa ab theek hai.Fir humne thodi der idhar udhar ki baate ki. Maine unhe apna ghar dikhaya, beech beech me maine inhe apni gori ghumavdar kamar ke darshan bhi karati rahi. Ravi bhi mujhse kafi had tak ghul mil gaya tha. Wo bhi baat baat me mujhe tali de ke mujhe touch karne ka koi moka nahi chhod raha tha. Mujhe bhi unke sath kafi achha feel ho raha tha. Mai unhe stairs se upar le kar ja rahi th to mere bhare huye hips ki golaiyo ko ravi ektak dekh raha tha, wo. "Not that you're all that visible with the house back against the hill like this." No, the setback from the highway is nice, even if it is just an old two-lane blacktop," I agreed. "I just think it will look nicer driving up to the house through the trees. It seems so barren the way it is now."While we'd been talking, Mitch had opened up his laptop bag and pulled out a laptop. "I'm no expert, obviously, but that doesn't appear to be the same laptop you had at the mall the other day." Its not.. Theskirt fit my body quite snugly as I fastened the button and zipper ofthe skirt on the left hip, as was normal for the day, and not the rearas they are today, and, again, the both fastened easily. The thoughtsuddenly crossed my mind that at certain places my body had as manyfive layers of dreamy, girly attire between my skin and the outsideworld (i.e. panties, girdle, slip, skirt lining, and skirt) which mademe very happy. I slipped the black "flats" back over my stockinged feetand walked to.