Even though I was sure no body could see up my skirt, I felt that everybody knew. That is just the average feeling someone gets when they know they ar...e doing something wrong. Mom gave me breakfast. When I was finished eating, I put up my dishes and told my sister, Megan that we had better get going. She was only thirteen as I was sixteen, so we did not go to the same school. I had my own car and a drivers license at sixteen. It was fun, but I also had to drag my sister everywhere for my. She really was desperate for attention. I waited till she had another cup before I made my move. She was sitting on the couch. Her skirt was riding up her plump thighs too far and from some angles I could see her cute little panties with the pink hearts. Her top was too tight and her bra a little too small. You could see the outline through the shirt and the line where her titties bulged over the top of the cups. That long straight brown hair hung over one shoulder and she looked at me in. We all hung out eating dinner and watched a movie that evening. Nick was trying hard not to look. She kept tugging on the shirt all night trying to cover her ass, which I thought just made her look hotter.She wore this for the next several nights around the house, giving peeks of different undies, all full cotton bikinis, the color and patterns of each pair could be made out through the shirt. Late one night, Nick and I were at the dining room table on our laptops and she walked by with the. ”“Hey, some of us need our beauty sleep. Can you keep it down over there?”Liya responded, “Hey, yourself. You don’t need that much beauty sleep. I know, because someone whose words we all take as gospel says that you have, and I quote, ‘beautiful breasts.’”“Yeah? Well, you have ‘an exquisite ass,’ and I’ll remind you of that the next time that you’re trying to sleep and I’m making what you might consider too much noise.”“Oh, yeah? Don’t hide behind Rhee. Bring those ‘beautiful breasts’ over.