It wasn't what she was wearing. It was her bedroom eyes and her ready demeanor. I've never seen anyone so ready to be with me. It was more than jus...t desire; it was need.I got up, grabbed my things, and shut off everything while keeping one eye on her. Heading out the door, I asked, "Shall we ride together or do..."Sophia interrupted me with a blazing french kiss, then whispered, "You drive."We rode in silence for the ten-minute drive, but she was always touching me. Our drive seemed to end. We began to make small talk while we watched television. I nearly choked when I looked out the sliding glass door. There was his mom, laying flat on her stomach sun tanning in a tiny bikini. Her top was undone as she laid flat on her stomach so she wouldn't get any tanning lines. I tried to refocus on the television but his mother was a definite distraction."God if I could just go out there and fuck her brains out," I thought to myself as I continued to glance out the window at Stephani.I. Having tanned skin, you gave off an exotic look. You decide to check on the others.In the living room, in the same nightwear as you sat a slender and tall sissy, who was munching on a granola bar. Her pale, hairless legs crossed as her eyes were glued to the TV. Her long face was only complimented by her button nose and long black hair done up in a bun. "Oh, good morning Sophia!" Hey Kim! Good to see you up," you say, noting that the voice training hasn't really worked out as there's some. As Kylie got undressed (not that she was wearing much to start with) I thought I detected an increase in weight and asked her about it."Yes," she replied gleefully. "Me mum's been moaning about it but I took no notice of her because you told me not to worry about me weight. It's lovely, innit? Look," she beamed, unhooking a bra that was at least a cup size too small for her, "it's all gone on me tits." And she gathered them up in her hands and pointed them joyfully at me.They were an undeniably.