"I'm, sorry, dear," I told her gently, "but I'm going to have to ask you to remove your blouse and your slip as well." I figured with a full slip the ...hild probably was wearing a thong or might even be commando due to the topical rawness of her wounds. I was wrong. I also did not know that pantaloons such as she was wearing were still made for women. Legs banded with elastic stopping just above the knee and a waistband extending to her navel, these looked as though we stepped into the. Stacy's trance andchanting grew intense and sharp, her words rapid and precise, much moreso than the others could do. Sarah stepped behind her and took herhands, which had been raised up in the air, and began to chant with her.The two were flanked by Beth and Tina, who watched more curiously andaware than Ashley and Tara thought needed. After a few minutes the girlsstopped chanting. They opened their eyes and an eerie pale yellow glowfilled them. It left quickly, heading into the fire.A moon. It feels unusual wearing a bra and panties. The women in our family hardly ever wear them around our men.”“You’re making my imagination have dirty thoughts. Then you don’t have to wear your bra and panties around me either,” Jennifer kidded.“Maybe I’ll do what I can to make your imagination a reality.”“Now you’re really intriguing me,” Jennifer smiled, again eyeing Abby’s body.The others had changed from their hockey uniforms into street clothes and packed their gear into their hockey bags.. I pictured the slit on the head of his penis opening to release streams of hot cum into Harini’s mouth and wondered if the wet heat of her mouth felt as good around his cock as a wet pussy would.When I snapped out of my reverie, Harini was reclined against her pillows with her hand rubbing softly over the outside of her panties. Her eyes were open and she was watching me, watching the hands I had pressed so tightly against my own crotch.”Then he bent down and kissed me and pulled his pants back.