Sandra woke up to find she hadn't moved much in the night. She felt refreshed and a little stiff from not moving and a little aroused. She rolled onto her back and looked down her body. Her nipples were standing proud and her stomach was rising and falling softly, just hiding her bald crotch. She wanted to try what she learned last night, but first glanced at the clock. It was nine fifteen and the twins were supposed to be there at nine thirty to take her shopping.
With a glum sigh she got off the bed. Her legs were still a little stiff, but she was able to move to the shower. The hot shower woke her up and reenergized her the rest of the way. After the shower she walked into her room and started tossing her entire wardrobe onto her bed in rejection. She wanted to impress the twins, her teachers in the ways of being a woman.
Right at nine thirty the doorbell rang and she was still in her birthday suit. "Crap, I don't know what to wear. Maybe they can help," she said to herself. She went to answer the door. On the way she noticed that her clothes were still on the floor where she'd left them and shoved them into an area the twins wouldn't see. That made her a little concerned about where her dad was during the night, but not overly much. She reasoned that he was an adult and could take care of himself.
She stayed behind the door as she opened it. Jac and Jill were standing there. Jac had braided her short hair along her head and Jill wore hers in pigtails that laid on her chest. They were both wearing mid-rift bearing baby t-shirts and loose skirts low on their hips with sandals on their feet. The skirts were low enough to show the light tan lines the twins had on their hips.
"Hi, Sandra. You ready?" asked Jill with a friendly smile.
"No," answered Sandra. "I don't know what to wear. Can you two help?"
"That sounds like a woman," teased Jac. "I didn't think you were a woman." She grinned and stepped through the door as Sandra opened it further. Jill followed her sister and they watched Sandra close the door.
"I'm learning to be a woman," stated Sandra. "Follow me."
"I'll follow that ass anywhere," whispered Jac to her sister as they followed the brunette. In the master bedroom the twins surveyed the very limited wardrobe. After a moment, she said, bluntly, "Sandra, baby, you're very bland."
The shorter girl ducked her head in embarrassment and said, "I know."
"Are these your only underwear?" asked Jill, lifting the men's boxer briefs by the pillows. Sandra nodded. "Damn, I didn't think you were that bad off." She looked at her new friend, who was now blushing and not knowing what to do. At that sight she felt ashamed at what she just said. She rounded the end of the bed and pulled Sandra to her.
She hugged the brunette for a couple reasons. One was to show she was sorry and another was to feel that soft skin again. As she hugged Sandra, she thought about how close she was to eating her the day before in a room very similar to the one the three of them were in. As she thought about that her nipples got hard and she started to get wet.
Sandra liked the hug too, especially since she was the only one naked. Her body reacted to the feelings, just as Jill's body did, and she welcomed the sensations. She had a silent hope that one of two things would happen, maybe even both. One was for Jac to hug her from behind, creating a Sandra sandwich, and the other was for Jill to at the least pull her top off and hug her that way.
At that thought she gently separated herself from the pigtailed girl. Her stomach decided to growl then too. She wrapped her arms over her tummy as all three laughed.
"Apparently, I'm hungry," she said. "Mind if I grab some cereal. I've only been up for twenty minutes now." She had checked the clock as she figured how long she'd been up.
"No, no problem here," said Jill, smiling. She looked to her sister and got a nod that indicated she was in agreement.
"Cereal's bland," said Jac. "I'll make you some eggs if you'd like."
"I can cook eggs," said the naked girl. "I was just trying to make my breakfast quick with cereal."
"No need to make it quick," smiled Jac. "Eggs are in the fridge?"
"Yeah," came the confused answer. Her voice followed the short-haired blonde out of the room. "What should I wear?" She looked at the twin still with her.
"Why don't we go sit at the dining room table, while we wait? Dressing you can wait a little. The mall's open all day," answered the taller woman. Jill took Sandra's hand and led her out of the room and straight to the dining table, bypassing the kitchen altogether. The woman of the house was placed at the head of the table. Then the blonde left the room, going into the kitchen, where Sandra heard some banging and other noises.
She was about to get up when Jill stuck her head into the room again and said, "Don't worry about the kitchen, we'll clean it up before we leave." She smiled and disappeared again. Sandra started to worry because of the noise and again started to get up. "Don't get up. We're almost finished," called one of the twins. She sat back again with a huff, not knowing whether she should see what they were doing or trust them and stay where she was.
The decision was taken out of her hands as the twins entered the room carrying three plates, utensils, napkins, and three glasses of milk. The girls put there burdens down neatly, one plate, one glass, one napkin and the utensils, in three places. One set in front of their hostess and one set to each side of her.
All three plates held scrambled eggs, toast, some fruit and bacon. They all smelled wonderful to the brunette. Her eyes were wide with the amount of food. Her mouth was stretched into a grin and she was almost drooling at the sight of the plate her friends made for her in her own home.
She picked up her fork and was about to dig in, but stopped and looked up at her friends and guests. "Thank you," she said with as much gratitude as possible, which in this case was considerable.
"You are very welcome," said Jac, while Jill said, "We should be thanking you."
"Sandra, do you mind if we get a little more comfortable?" continued Jill.
