Her whistle made me glance in the mirror to catch my feminine image, which kind of surprised me. Look how sexy a nightgown make me look. In spite of the unsightly bulge my reflection looked quite feminine. I imagined the slight protuberances in the bosom being as full as Sue's and wondered how Chuck and even Katie might react to me then.
Now why would I think of Katie in that way? Her subtle message had got to me. I felt my gratitude for the loan of her pants, uh... culottes as Sue had explained to me. A blending of shorts and a skirt.
I only wore nightgowns from that evening on, delighted with the pleasant sensations of freedom and a need to satisfy.