The girls said nothing. I dared say nothing.My phone buzzed in my pocket. Welcoming the distraction, I fished it out of my pocket. It was a message fr...om the taxi company saying my ride had arrived. It was already 9 pm.“I have to go, my taxi’s here,” I explained, as I jumped up.“I’ll go with you,” Charlie said, jumping up behind me.“Your moped?”“Will be fine.”She hustled me out, pulling the door closed behind us. The moment the door was shut she pulled on my arm and swung me around and pinned me. And all of the girls in your class wear these pretty bras, sissy faggot.Look at the pretty bow. Do you wonder if it's comfortable, too? Do youthink that maybe the lace on your bra or panties will itch, like yourpretty tights, sissy faggot? Answer me, sissy faggot. Is this what youwere thinking about while you were drooling all over Tammy's prettyribbed tights."Put on your new underwear, sissy faggot! You're lucky I didn't buy you adress so you could experience that as well. I can't send you to. She would intertwine her legs with mine, scooting my butt close up into the crevice of where her pussy was. She would wrap her arms around me, her breath on my neck and a hand on my hip bones, her fingers laying gently on my skin. Sometimes right before I would fall asleep I would feel her starting to grind her pussy against my ass. One night we snuck back in really late it was middle of freshman year and we just went to a warehouse rave. We had taken a nice amount of mushrooms and smoked. In another two weeks, it would be safe for the two of them to have “normal” sex together without worrying about her getting pregnant. She looked forward to having him inside her and hoped it would be as beautiful as she dreamed it would be. She made up her mind that, at that time, she would break off the relationship with Gayle and put new rules in effect for her relationship with Autumn. She would not require her sister to be naked whenever they were alone, and they would go back to being.