We get in her car and she starts driving towards the mall. “Oh shit!” I thought to myself. I hope she’s not going to make me buy women’s under...wear and put them on underneath, or find a way to humiliate me in public like she’s done before.To my surprise though, she drove past the mall and I breathed a sigh of relief. Well it can’t be that bad then, I thought to myself. As she kept driving, I noticed we were travelling into a very secluded area. All I saw were trees with very few houses in. Her lips suddenly drew to a tight line and she looked up at me. Slowly she stood up from the bed. We faced each other, inches apart, only the air of silence between us. Her dark eyes fixed onto mine as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. I didn't shift my eyes away from her face which was saying something considering how often they had lingered on Jenn's provocative legs in the past. I didn't flinch when I felt her fingers open my belt nor did I look away as I heard the zipper. “I thought you just wanted dinner.”“No, Dad, they're...” Her words trailed off as Alison and I entered the living room.My younger sister had a petite body. Her features looked like a more girlish form of Alison's narrow face. She had black hair instead of Alison's light-brown, and kept it in a girlish braid that fell down her back. She wore pink clothing, frilly and dainty. She shuddered at the sight of us. Tears welled in her brown eyes as she gasped.“Oh, Dad, look, they're naked and...” She. By now Monica could not take her eyes off Helen. She had not imagined that such a shapeless dress could hide such a voluptuous body. Not that anything was hidden now. Still in high heels and stockings that finished half way up her thighs, her only clothing was a skimpy black garter belt to hold the stockings up.“Do you like what you are seeing so far, Monica?” she asked rhetorically with a smile, fully aware that Monica was rapt at the sight of her naked body.Monica, almost speechless and by.