Slowly I can hear her let out a little moan between kisses. I reach up again and start to remove her shirt. She leans away from the kiss and raises ...er hands up high to let me take it off her. Instantly she tears at mine as to make it equal. With our shirtless bodies touching we continue to kiss against my closed door. The bra she picked out today is way sexy: a white base with black lace around the bottom and a bright green bow between her breasts. The lace almost pulls my skin and chest. But in this it was almost from the start. Perhaps that was the reason for my unease. After all it had taken a long time to abolish the feeling that I was disobeying my Dad’s trust by going to school without knickers on and strutting around the house naked, so maybe this newer, naughtier book was tugging at my conscience. Leafing to the last page I started off from where I left it.Dad came home the next night with an arm full of Easter chocolate and the usual hugs and smiles. We watched black. I don’t want to talk about it much right now because I want to rest.”She kicked her high heels off, resting one leg on top of the other as she laid back on the couch. I slightly got turned on when I saw this, because she now had nice slender legs. Not only that, but her make-over made me want her even more. She changed her hair and eye color; lost weight; she made herself even look younger; and my mouth slightly drooled just looking at all this. She completely transformed herself, and I wanted. I came to know that she also missed me a lot and I could almost hear her emotions while talking to her. Both of us were eagerly waiting for the end of my training. When I reached home After 1 month, my mom hugged me at the doorstep itself and cried hiding her face in my arms saying that I should never leave her alone again. That was the first time I felt a different feeling for her. I kissed her in her cheeks and my eyes also got moistened. I promised her that I would never leave her alone.