“Let's see.”Deana rolled and lifted up. Gloria wiggle-wormed over. Deana lowered her body on top of her sister's. Gloria wrapped her short, thick ...egs around Deana's waist and hooked her feet on the globes of Deana's ass. Rebecca stared with her mouth hanging open, listening to the sound of lustful breathing. Deana was humping her little sister, grinding her mound on Gloria's crotch. Rebecca laid her hand on Deana's ass, turned it sideways and pushed it down between the flexing glutes. Deana. He dropped some hints about his feelings for me, similar to his old letters, but I changed the subject. I asked about his family and he asked about mine. I cleared the table and suggested we watch TV or something. He asked if I had playing cards and said he'd like to show me a few things. He had learned some great card tricks while in prison which he entertained me with until it was dark outside. Seems like darkness came early. Perhaps we were going to get a storm. The front doorbell rang.. "What does that mean, do I have to come to the funeral?" That was a couple weeks ago," you say, trying to hold back tears. "The thing is, I need a place to stay. I'm losing the house and I don't make enough money to get by right now."Silence on the other end."I just finished high school," you add."So you're eighteen?" Your mother says. "You didn't get fat, did you?"You look down at your shapely body. Not fat, not in the slightest, but you have certainly grown from being a kid into being a. I enjoyed having the gap, as I always thought it looked hotas all hell. My legs followed, with some kneading here and there to makethem less muscular and more feminine. The feet were tricky, as the shoeseither fit or didn't, so I had grabbed the pair I would wear that night,and shoved my feet into them. The squeezing lasted only a second beforethey were perfectly sized for them. I took them off and then put on mydress for the nightIt wasn't anything fancy, but I did need to adjust my body a bit.