They say the weather is too bad." I couldn't help but look at those tits again."The weather is bad." She looked at me."Isn't there any guys here that ...ould help?" I pleaded with her."Where did she get lost?" she asked.I looked at her, "We went up into the mountains today. She stayed back for a little bit to take some pictures. She told us to go on ahead, and she would catch up." She never returned?" she looked at me."No, she never returned. That is why we need help." I was looking at her.Her. Change, I'm sure that we canget you admitted to the school as a girl. The rest you'll have to handleon your own I'm afraid. It's the price you're going to pay for being sostupid."Within the hour I was fully outfitted in panties, the bra, a skirt and apullover top, my longish hair had been brushed out and a butterfly clipadded. Mom had me use blusher and lipstick, the dashed on some perfume.The only thing I wore of my own were my gym shoes. Then she told me to gooutside! I had never left the. "It Saturday, you know." She said annoyed."Really? What tipped you off?" I replied.She rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen. I ignored her as she went about making her snack or drink or what ever the hell she was up to.Later as I was shuffling through the channels she approached me with a plate."Here ... sorry. Its just ... its been three weeks. I think its time for you to get out of the house." She said.Then she added quickly. "But it isnt my business. So Im sorry."I accepted the plate.. T." While experiencing sexual arousal vicariously through “Affairs Circle” exploits and limiting my participation to trophy ring memories, I became closer to Erica.She pushed the envelope. If I had a lesbian bent it would have been with her. She unabashedly told me about her romps and I told her more about my past than anyone else. I could ask her anything. Once I asked if her pubic hair was as blond as the hair on her head. She simply dropped pants and panties and let me see. Her bush turf was.