” My little sisters get all giddy and what not. I mean hey, they’re thinking little brother like baby. I’m thinking great, a baby, or worse, a k...id with major psychological problems. I mean, this is my senior year coming up. A brother is sweet but still… After a long dinner conversation, my thoughts opened up a little. Turns out, Zane is 15, about a year younger than me, and lives a few hours from here. We are meeting him this weekend, to which he will come stay with us for a few days. Turns. “You’re way too comfortable here.” Pulling back with all her might, she hoisted him up, almost falling into the table. Drew grabbed her, and brought her into his arms. It was one of those awkward moments when you look into someone’s eyes wanting, more than anything, for them to kiss you. Beccah tilted her head up, and closed her eyes as Drew’s mouth came down on hers. What do they say, fireworks, earth-moving, bells ringing? It was all of those things and more. Beccah slowly moved her hands up. The door finally slidopen and I ran through gasping the nice fresh non - loopy air. Thegiggles subsided and I was back in my original room. I finally took alook around and saw that there wasn't much around. It was a bare squareroom with teal shaded walls. There were no furnishings and nowhere tosit, sleep or do anything. A wall slid open and out slid a bureau andarmoire. I guess the furnishings were inside the walls? There was anoutfit already preselected. It was a short black skirt with white. Swirling the towel around her head into a turban, she let the towel around her body fall to the floor. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror an appraised herself, cupping her breasts, turning and primping herself.It took along time for her husband to convince her to shave her sex smooth, and for a time she felt like everyone knew she was smooth there. But after a while it had become natural to her, and she loved the way it felt, both when she was nude, and when she was out in public,.