We started hanging out on weekends too and I got to spend time with the rest of her family. She had two youngest sisters. The middle sister was actual...y the same age as me. In contrast to the dark skin of her older sister, the middle sister had very light skin and was a bit taller. She also had some really amazingly large breasts, but I did my best not to stare too much. The youngest sister was the tallest, with medium size breasts and skin that was not as dark as the oldest but tanner than the. We stepped carefully through the crowd, with my hands on her waist, hiding the bulge in my pants between our bodies.She guided me out to the lobby and found a deserted sofa. As we sat down she snuggled in my arms. “Are you surprised?” she asked. “Duh!” I thought, and couldn’t really come up with an adequate answer. She replied for me, “I’m probably more surprised than you are, though. It just happened, but I didn’t intend for it to.”“Who was it with?” I asked. “And how? I mean, you weren’t gone. ..Nothing. Pure nothing. All John could "see" was just an endless expanse of black. He couldn't feel or smell anything else either. Was this... death? Probably. That explosion wasn't small by any means. Well, what was this place, then? Purgatory? Hell? Suddenly, one of his senses finally activated."....H..."What was that he heard?"He...o?"It seemed to be a voice calling out for him."Hello? John?" He flinched as he heard a melodiously beautiful female voice. He tried to speak, but could only. Worst case, I could washthem again and just leave them in the dryer and she'd collect them inthe morning. No harm, no foul.Unzipping the mesh bag, I dumped its contents out on my couch. Withtrembling hands, I reached for the pink pair of panties. Even though Iknew I was alone in my apartment, I looked around anyway. Why did Istart with the pink? No idea. I held them like I did my briefs andstepped into them one leg at a time. I slowly pulled them up. I stoppedjust shy of actually wearing them..