How could I object dressed as I already was. It was just a question ofputting some more clothes on before going out. I put on the top andthen felt t...he thrill of slipping on my first skirt."Give me a spin Michelle!" Dorothy had said and I noticed how like mostcheerleader dresses it lifted to reveal my panties and suspenders.Black would have looked better I thought. Ivory white just didn't gowith pink and black.Before I knew it I was standing outside our front door with a bag andpompoms in my. The first time anything happened was during the summer; he’d come to the farm for a visit and suggested we go swimming at a local spot. My father was away for the weekend and my mother and sister had plans to visit neighbors in the afternoon so it was just the two of us. He was always fun to be around so I was eager to go with him. My favorite swimming hole (it was a nice spot) wasn’t that easy to get to but it was a beautiful area and pretty secluded. He bitched a little about how bad the road. Things happened so fast. Kay and I were always together. I think the rest of the group thought we were a couple. Were we? I loved her company. We laughed a lot, were on the same page most of the time.After sailing on the fourth day, I was burnt. I'd been forgetful and hadn't applied my sunscreen. After dinner, sitting on the deck, Kay ran her fingers softly across my glowing back and told me she had just the thing to take the sting out of my burning skin.She led me to her cabin and told me to. When she called her, we were halfway. It was almost 7 pm. I told her to let’s wait in some good Dhaba for food and stay in a hotel for tonight. In the morning, we’ll go again.While eating, some gravy fell on her white Kurti. She washed it with water, but some stains were there. Then we were looking for rooms, and only a few were open due to covid restrictions. We somehow managed to get one small room with a washroom.As we entered, we were all sweaty, so I went inside and changed into shorts and.