Suddenly a woman yelled, "What are you doing?" We spun around and standing there in the dark was a woman counselor. Becky to be exact. She asked... Ro...? Tommy? Is that you? Why are you here? She stepped close to us. She was wearing short-shorts and a bare mid-driff blouse with the top buttons undone. All I could see was lots of cleavage and my hard-on didn't shrink one bit. Rob was trying to cover his hard-on but there isn't much a 13 year old, with a boner, can do to hide it. Becky's eyes were. Sleep in late, no worries. The sun was streaming in the window, refracting into a multitude of color because of the sun-catcher hanging there. It was a gift from mom, one that I'd kept for over 20 years. She told me it was for luck. Yeah, some luck. Two weeks after my birthday, dad's truck was forced off the road by some ass hole. Dad's truck wrapped itself around a big old oak tree. The guy behind Dad slammed on his brakes and jumped out the help. When he got to the truck Dad was gone. They. She had her eyes downcast and blushed as she asked. I melted, but still I pretended to measure her with my eye. Then I said I might have something for her, but she had to be very careful with it and not to mess it. I had Bridget remove her black nightmare, as I thought of it, and the dowdy slip and stockings. I removed the now relatively loose corset and was pleased at how trim her waist was becoming. She said she was used to the corset now and that it made her feel secure. Then I removed. Every guy longs to put their hands on them.She also has a nice ass. She’s got a perfect figure after her graduation result was declared, she has to go to Guwahati to collect her certificates. So my uncle approached me if I could go together with her to Guwahati to collect those certificates since. I don’t have any works and I agreed and the next day we boarded a flight and reached Guwahati and booked a double bedded room. It was difficult getting a room from hotel because they were suspecting.