You don't know how you got here, but you better get down before you are spotted up here on the roof. You gently crawl down on your knees and make your way down to the edge of the roof. The experience is weird as you feel the sensation of your breasts hanging and slightly jiggling while you crawl. At the edge of the roof you take a look down. You're in luck as you spot an open window right below you. This is perfect, but now it comes to the action part of your plan. You climb down the edge of the roof and spot a ledge made of wood below you. It seems to have been used often so you let yourself down on it and before something else could happen you dive straight into the room.
"Ouch." You mumble. You landed on your breasts and unlike in the past they really hurt. As you look around you judge it must be a girl's room. Probably Sandra's. As you want to check out the room, you suddenly hear fast footsteps coming up the stairs. You don't know if you could face the person coming up now, so you quickly run to the bed and dive straight in. You pull up the sheets over your head.
"Sandra? Oh thank God, you're inside again." A female voice says. You can hear someone closing a door and then entering the room.
"I know you're still up, you can't fool me young lady." The female voice speaks again thought a bit angry this time. You just hold onto the sheets as you listen to the voice. It's probably Sandra's mom.
"Things might be bad now, but they will be better soon. Trust me." You can feel a hand touching the sheets. "We will talk about it in the morning. Good night Sandra." You hear Sandra's mother standing up and walking out of the room closing the door behind her.
You pull up from underneath the sheets. Man, was it hot underneath there. Though you have managed to delay the meeting, you can't get away from meeting Sandra's mother. You will have to meet her sooner or later. But first you need to concentrate on the more important question. Are you really Sandra Wong? You step outside the bed and walk over to the full sized mirror in the corner of the room. Standing in front of the mirror you barely want to open your eyes, knowing what you will see will answer your question. You slowly open your eyes and look at the reflection of Sandra Wong standing there in her nightgown.
There are so many questions going through your head? But the most important one is what you're going to do now.
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