Despite having agonized all weekend over how I was going to accomplishthat feat, I still wasn't sure if what I was about to do was the rightway to app...roach the problem. Of course, while I seriously doubted thatthere was a right way or wrong way, I image there was probably an easier,less dramatic solution to my dilemma than the one I'd settled on.It was the hair that drove me to be bolder than I was comfortable with.Rather than simply evening up the ends, M's stylist had layered it,starting with. " I saw something in her eyes change. I'd never seen this before. "So are you sleeping with her?" she asked. I didn't want to tell the truth to my sister. But I did anyway. "Occasionally. Not very often though." I said. It felt weird talking about this with my baby sister. But at the same time it was kind of exciting.A small frown appeared on her face. "Well anyway. Are you hungry? I have food." she changed back to her happy mood and pounced off the bed. I watched her ass sway as she walked out. I pulled up the zipper and buttoned them up then turned to show her. I could feel the material so tight that it was parting my pussy lips and pressing hard against my clit. Claire immediately noticed and said they looked just great on me but then seemed to hesitate."What is it?" I asked, "something not right with them?" Well it just that they look a little tight here." And with that bought her hand up between my legs, onto the crotch of the trousers and against my pussy. "Are they too tight. It's to be withother people and to get away from this house for awhile...or maybe forBobby. No, oh heck and double tooth picks, I guess...I just don'tknow." What's that Mrs. Taylor? You want to see me in your office now? Okay." Oh gosh darn, I'm going to be late for my date. I can't believe that Iwas in her office for almost two hours. Wonder what we talked about? Iam going to look positively divine in this outfit you know. All thegirls will be jealous and Bobby will like it. I feel so good.