Me and my sister had neighboring bedrooms in the upper part of our house, our rooms were the only thing in the upstairs. Our parents we sitting, our m...om was on the couch and our dad was in his rocking chair. I was in my pajama bottoms and had no shirt on. My sister on the other hand was wearing some silk pajamas that hugged her every curve. She was beautiful. We did the usual, look around the house and find the hidden eggs thing that we did every year. But this year I noticed that I was paying. It just seems such a shame to me that you don't doll yourself up a little more."Elizabeth had thought that her victim was staring into her soda water but suddenly realized that her neighbor's eyes were on the hem the blue silky dress she was wearing. When she'd twisted around on the couch to face her guest more directly, the already short skirt had ridden up to level that definitely would exceed the limits of decency held by missus Spencer.Maryann was completely shocked at herself. She'd heard. Donna inhaled Eric's perfume and as shemoved back to her own seat. She paused for a brief moment, filled withthe desire to kiss him. She quickly regained her composure, and returnedto her seat. The feeling lasted less than a minute, but lingered in hermind. They sat there looking into each other's eyes, before Ericremembered the cuffs, and turned his back to her. "Oh right," said Donna and reached for the keys in her pocket. Shedropped them, and then smiled as she reached over to pick them up. The women finally came around to reality with no idea they’d been watched or photographed. Trisha resumed a bit of her modesty, pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts. Jacqui didn’t worry about it. I told them I’d step out while they got dressed. I realized I was still just in my boxers and didn’t want to barge in again to get dressed. Trisha would have to deal with my semi-nakedness for a little bit. It’s not like she didn’t see more than that last night. I was still in shock a little bit.