Neeraj bola bhai aisi body nahi hoti to parul kya mujhse patti shadi ke liye,hum sab hans diye,maine mann mein bola (” Chutiye lund mein dum nahi hu... kissi se kum nahi).Humne fresh hoke khana khaya phir sab sofe pe baith ke wine pine lage.Maine rahul se kaha bhai bahut miss kiya tumhe aacha hua tum aa gaye,wo bhi 3 months ke liye wahh maza aayega.Neeraj bola “bhai mujhe to neend aa rahi hai mein chala apne room mein sone tum bhai bahen baate karo, aaj gym jaane ke liye subhah utha tha mujhe to. It in class." Oh, then this must be yours." Arlene said as she pulled open one of her desk draws and pulled out a thick black bound book. "I found it on the floor in the back of the room when I was cleaning up earlier."Michael went pale as she lifted the book up and flipped it open to a page near the front. A cold sweat suddenly ran down his back as she turned a few pages."I only took a quick look before to see if there was a name in it." Arlene said as she turned another page. "I didn't see. This felt nothing like when my fingers touched that stiff little thing and I loved it. I pulled it back and forth watching the little mushroom shaped tip slide across the pure white fabric. I loved this new feeling and sort of lost track of where I was as the pleasure I felt ran deep inside of me. I stopped twice when the feeling of the panty on my cock almost hurt but then I was drawn to continue. I looked at my reflection in the mirror again. Here I was a chubby little 12 year old with his. Polo shirts in an array of colors. All are high quality and is shows. Not like the discount shirts Tim is accustomed to buying.The clerk helping them is getting excited seeing how much they are buying. Tim and Abbie move on to the shorts and pants area. New khakis, blue jeans, and more casual pants and shorts for Tim when outside of work. All in the right size for Tim. Abbie reflects that Tim’s current wardrobe appears to be clothes a size or two too big.Then on to the suits. Abbie picks.