She stripped out of it, revealing her luscious naked body.My mom just couldn’t stop herself from thinking about the day. Last week, she stood in fro...t of the same mirror in a lovely white kurti. She was ready to go out with my dad, and fresh after a bath.Her hair was still not fully dry. She had a quick shower, that day, and she could feel the dampness of the shower-gel on her boobies and butt. And that was when she noticed somebody was inside the wardrobe, in her bathroom.But, just a few. -----000-----Stephanie was drained. After her first confession that first, long day,she had been led to a windowless bedroom of sorts, with a bed, a smalldresser, a mirror, a small closet, and a vanity washroom. A thirtyishwoman a bit taller than her but visibly much stronger told her to change.Stephanie asked: "Into what?"The woman opened the closet. Stephanie was astonished to see her ownnightgown, bathrobe, and slippers. And a couple of her dresses and some ofher underwear, as well as a. The problem was they seemed to spread themselves right across my pathway. I stopped for a few minutes to figure out my way mentally around the mass. I took a long cool drink from my water bottle, then thanked God we at least had water. I tried to figure my way around or through the jungle. I had decided that the right of the main trunk was most likely the best way and forced my way through. My hair snagged on twigs which brought stinging tears to my eyes. I blinked them back as I pushed my way. Jill, on the other hand, was 5'7", 115 pounds with long blonde hair, 34B tits and wore glasses that gave her that intellectual preppy look. I was an average-looking guy. 5'11" 180 pounds, medium build, dark blonde hair and a thick 8" dick. I think that was why I was so popular with the Sorority girls. After a few dates with one girls, a few of their sisters would inevitably want to satisfy their curiosity and would flirt with me in classes, at the library, and at parties. I had been given the.