The shots were clicked.Then I was asked to remove the bra and then put on the blouse to click some sexy shots. I was so turned on that I didn’t care... to go to the changing room, instead I removed my bra, in front of the guys and put on the blouse. But for a moment I was standing in front of them, just wearing a panty and high heels. I could see some tents in the pants. My brother never took his eye of me, his hands were over his cock. When I saw Sharma, he too had his hands over his tool. I was. She asked whether I liked it or not, I was into 2 minds what to say as i was scared whether she would tell my mom about this. The conversation was in Hindi..Paloma: Kya dekh rahe ho tum babu?Me: Kuch nahi aunty TV dekh raha hun!!Paloma: Accha, sach batana acche lage?Me: Kya achhe lage aunty?Paloma: Mere boobs aur kya?Man I balls in my forehead that time, could not figure out what to say but still managed to sayMe: Aunty Kasam se bahut ache aur mote hai, ji karta hai bas inhe pakad kar masal. " I said in modesty."Yes you are my boy, yes you are. You have the best mental defense I have ever seen. How do you do it?" he inquired."The first two layers are easy to maintain but the third is much harder so I only use it in the event that someone makes it through the first layer. All I really do is speed up the signals in the brain so they become so fast that they look like a haze of light." Incredible. I see you will have more time for other studies as you can better defend your mind than. And I _don't_ want todie like _this_!" I waved my hand over my clothes. He held up his hands defensively. "Hey, _you_ asked, and that'swhat they're doing. Not my fault, and I'm not doing it. Just go withthe flow. You've got one thing in your favor, anyway." "Oh?" I asked sarcastically. I couldn't think of anything myselfat the moment. "What's that?" "They seem to think we're together, so the guys aren't hitting onyou. Which is why the girls keep looking at us funny, they.