It had become a daily routine now, except for the fact that peeping through bathroom door was not possible now, when my parents were at home. One Sund...y night when I opened the buttons of her shirt top, I was aghast as Rekha was not wearing any bra on that day when I lifted her skirt.I was out of this world, as she was not wearing any panty even. I slowly got up from the bed, closed the door of our room. Then I had a full view of my sister Rekha’s firm breasts which were ogling out of three. "Why isit so hard to find someone to hold the key to my cock cage?"Cynthia laughed. She was a healthy girl. She had boyfriends oftenenough. One girlfriend, if you want to know the truth. She didn't quiteunderstand the submissive nature of her friend, but she didn't have tounderstand.Many times, Cynthia wished she could have been Destiny's Mistress. Oh,she could be bossy, and she was a born smart-ass. She could handle thespankings, she thought. But it wasn't in her to humiliate. It wasn't inher. It looks like my mom and my step-dadare making up. I honestly don't understand how she can forgive him soeasily. Meanwhile, I had a chance to meet John's friend Alex, and heseems like a good guy. He's got this Saturday night session of a gamecalled Dungeons and Dragons, it sounds like it could be a lot of fun.****I found out Alex cross-dresses. Its weird, apparently he goes out inpublic and everything. He even showed me pictures of him in a dress at anevent downtown. He gave me some magazines. I'd also expected some kind of hair, like I had or like in the pictures and drawings, but there was none. None at all. She used her feet and arms, shifting her bottom closer to the edge of the seat, then lifted her legs and spread them wide. As she did, her pussy kind of opened and I saw the insides of my first real one.There was a little vee of flesh near the top with a whitish ridge under it. Just below that was a little pucker and below that a small hole that got a little bigger as her legs.