It wasa little scary, and I wondered if I would ever be able to wear boy'sclothes again.We bought bras in assorted colors and styles, some padded, som... not.Most had lacy cups and embroidered flowers between the cups. We boughta naughty little black bikini panty, garter belt, and push up bra setthat made me look very grown up. The front of the panties and bra wereblack satin with embroidery and the back of the panties were sheer. Iknew I wouldn't be wearing that to church!We moved on the the. Then I lifted her hand up and removed her top.It was a white bra with a transparent strap inside. She was looking like a hot model in her bra and skirt, whom God has sent for me to play and enjoy. She was moaning lightly. I knew her panty would be wet. Now I leaned and started blowing warm air over her thighs inside the skirt.My head was literally inside her skirt. I was now blowing air over her wet panty-covered pussy. She gasped and held my hair tight, and pushed me into her. My nose touched. "I went to bed afterwards so damn horny and missing a man so much, I didn't sleep much last night. I cried and cried almost the whole rest of the night. That's why I was so quiet this morning. I need to get fucked like you did last night so much I can taste it!" Amy listened to her friend and felt sorry for her. Amy knew what she was going through - she had been here with her before. And she too had felt the pain of loss, although not nearly as often as Rebecca had. She wanted to help her. It is divine, I must say, so aggressively feminine, so shiny andtranslucent it almost glows. Underneath that you can see my pink corsetnipping my waist down to a mere 22 inches and my bra pushing mycleavage up and presenting it proudly to whomever would like to have alook.I'm also wearing white kid leather gloves with pear buttons at thewrist and one-inch pink nails embedded into the fingers. These glovesensure I am capable of doing almost nothing of use wit my hands.The mirrors we pass on our.