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Diana had spent the afternoon with her best friend knowing that with it being summer Anne would be going away to Europe with her family for a month so she wouldn't see her for a while. It was going to feel like forever only having emails between them. Still, it had been a small shopping trip they had taken together and while Diana was still pure, she had to admit she did like the looks she and Anne received when they were shopping.
Sometimes Diana would admit that dressing as provocative as she did at times made her feel uncomfortable but when all her friends dressed in short skirts and small shirts it was either join them or end up the outsider that looked like a geek. So she followed the crowd and wore revealing clothing that was far different from who she was. Today she was wearing a black short skirt that was much like the pleated styles of the school girl uniforms but this barely covered her tight, firm backside.
Her shirt was a red corset style top, though not actually a corset it was a slip over sleeveless top that was simply done up with a similar style, only three ties in the back to keep it tight. The top left her abdomen bare wear today she sported a fake butterfly tattoo. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last time that the fifteen year old applied the false tattoo's with water. Normally when she was coming home she would have changed into something else because her parents would kill her for the skirt, not the top but the skirt.
Around her neck she wore the single teardrop opal necklace her mother had given her on her thirteenth birthday, she barely ever took it off. Touching it with a smile as she waved at Anne who was sixteen and driving off, she picked up her bags and made for the front door of her house. Her older brother was going to be responsible for her for the next couple of weeks while their parents were out of town.
It wasn't the first time and she didn't hate the concept, he wasn't like some of her friends older siblings who were strict on their rules and everything so she could handle it. Getting into her purse, she took out her key and unlocked the door before entering and closing the door, locking it behind her as was habit.
Walking into the living room she saw her brother on the couch and smiled, "Hey Ty, Anne said hi and she promises that she will bring you something back from Europe when she c-" She had just rounded the couch and was almost directly in front of her brother when she caught sight of what he was doing. Her eyes were locked on his hand, wrapped around a large erection and she gasped, her eyes wide as she blushed. "Oh my god," she breathed.
It took her a moment to catch herself before her gaze lifted to look up at her brother's face, she shook her head opening her mouth to say something only to close it and start to walk past him, the shortest route to get away from him and go up the stairs with her things. She had to be careful, her legs had to move carefully around his in order to keep from falling so her escape was slow.
Sometimes Diana would admit that dressing as provocative as she did at times made her feel uncomfortable but when all her friends dressed in short skirts and small shirts it was either join them or end up the outsider that looked like a geek. So she followed the crowd and wore revealing clothing that was far different from who she was. Today she was wearing a black short skirt that was much like the pleated styles of the school girl uniforms but this barely covered her tight, firm backside.
Her shirt was a red corset style top, though not actually a corset it was a slip over sleeveless top that was simply done up with a similar style, only three ties in the back to keep it tight. The top left her abdomen bare wear today she sported a fake butterfly tattoo. It wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last time that the fifteen year old applied the false tattoo's with water. Normally when she was coming home she would have changed into something else because her parents would kill her for the skirt, not the top but the skirt.
Around her neck she wore the single teardrop opal necklace her mother had given her on her thirteenth birthday, she barely ever took it off. Touching it with a smile as she waved at Anne who was sixteen and driving off, she picked up her bags and made for the front door of her house. Her older brother was going to be responsible for her for the next couple of weeks while their parents were out of town.
It wasn't the first time and she didn't hate the concept, he wasn't like some of her friends older siblings who were strict on their rules and everything so she could handle it. Getting into her purse, she took out her key and unlocked the door before entering and closing the door, locking it behind her as was habit.
Walking into the living room she saw her brother on the couch and smiled, "Hey Ty, Anne said hi and she promises that she will bring you something back from Europe when she c-" She had just rounded the couch and was almost directly in front of her brother when she caught sight of what he was doing. Her eyes were locked on his hand, wrapped around a large erection and she gasped, her eyes wide as she blushed. "Oh my god," she breathed.
It took her a moment to catch herself before her gaze lifted to look up at her brother's face, she shook her head opening her mouth to say something only to close it and start to walk past him, the shortest route to get away from him and go up the stairs with her things. She had to be careful, her legs had to move carefully around his in order to keep from falling so her escape was slow.