Fortunately, he seemed to be on them at the moment, or that briefconfrontation would have gone quite differently.Chris glared in the direction that De...on had gone, then shrugged andcontinued on his way. He paused to stick his head in the commonroom. Collin and Fixx were the only ones currently present, and thetwo of them seemed to be deep in conversation about their upcomingarena match.He'd heard about this upcoming match and was a little uncomfortablewith the fact that Collin and Fixx were. Then there was my 12 year old bro, Mike, who was almost as tall as me and looked very similar to me, we both had shaggy mousy hair, bright blue eyes and a cheeky look. My adopted brother, Jeremy, was Dad's nephew, who's dad was never known and Mom died of cancer 3 years ago. He had dark skin and the startings of an afro. He was also 12, but looked older. He was fairly muscular, and a brilliant football player.Throughout the day I figured out what all the fuss was, from bits of news I had. I guess this is really where the story begins.One day after getting showered and shaved, I pulled on a pair of tan pantyhose, a gold nightie with mesh side panels and gold strappy 5 1/2" sandals, I looked in the mirror snapped some photos and sent them to friends and walked around a little bit to feel the nightie touching my hosed covered legs ass and genitals.I was feeling a bit worked up so thought I would log in on my computer and see if any friends were on.I saw I had an email from one of. I then ran the cloth down over my breasts, moving the cloth in circles around their fullness, ending with the nipples which were hard as rocks by this time. I eased the washcloth down my stomach, running over it slowly, then down to my pussy. The feel of the cloth against me under the water was incredibly sensuous. I let my legs fall apart and gently ran the cloth against my clit, up and down my lips, I couldn't hold in the moan that crossed my lips. I dropped the cloth back on the side of the.