Derrick leered, like a mad-gnome, at my skimpy suit andwhat it tried to cover.I thought, ‘Well at least I got someone’s attention!’ ...ndsat with him.About five minutes of Derrick’s grinning, blushing andbuilding of courage to ask, “Isn’t that my sister’ssuit?” passed, when Tom walked through.He smiled at me, with a definite twinkle in his eye. Ileaned into my chair, draped my arm over the back andnonchalantly looked about the room, and finally. For me, the days before that week, were busy with college, work and the few activities I was involved in. I was a bit awkward back in those days, and not dating much. My only sexual encounters seemed to be with my right hand while looking a pictures of pretty women. In other words, I had had very little experience in sex.That was changed by none other then my sister, Vedanti, who decided to teach me more on the subject. The week we were both staying at our parent’s house was most interesting.. "Tantric sex. It's a discipline where you control your body. If you'regood at it, you can do some amazing things," he said."Was your partner good?" I asked."She was a Tantric Master. She could maintain an erection forever..." hesaid.I broke in, "So she was a TG like me?" Yes. As I was about to say, not only could she maintain an erectionindefinitely, she could fuck and not come indefinitely," he said."I'll bet that was frustrating! You would give her a blowjob and shewouldn't come?" I. "How was your evening?" Mother!" was all the distraught young girl could say. She sat up hurriedly, pulling the pink satin quilt up to inadequately cover her nakedness, and Kaiser acquiescingly leaped down off the bed to go and nuzzle Stella's nylon-stocking-clad leg."Yes, Jackie... I didn't expect to find you up..." the raven-haired woman replied. Her mature, feminine imagination was mulling amusedly over the possibilities of the awkward situation her lovely teenaged daughter was in. When she.