I eat everything in my house. Maybe your thing is crazy experimentation that will not only hurt you, but her in the process. Ever think of that?”I f...lt like she just slapped me. “She’s a big girl, too, you know.”“Look, just go out with a guy. Any guy. Remember what it feels like. It’s been a year, Elizabeth!”“I went out with Robert the other night and—”“You hardly gave him a chance.” Jacqueline leaned against my desk. “I just think you need to experiment with what you know before you experiment. My otherthings, my skirts and blouses and heels and flats and so on, areall still pretty much new. I have a whole closet full, so I don'thave to wear any one of them very often. Bea thought it might beuseful for me to have them, just to fill out my wardrobe. To getused to wearing what women wear. So I wouldn't feel self-consciouswhen I was learning how to move the way women move, and how to holdmyself, and everything. Why do you ask?" "No reason," said Pearl. "Another question. A long. As I grew increasingly relaxed I found myself now openly flirting with my new friends, bending over the pool table, flashing my stocking tops and rubbing up against them as I played, my erect nipples now clearly visible through my thin black mini dress. The guys clearly appreciating my mature, slim but busty figure, taking it in turn to playfully slap and grope my bottom. Eventually as I bent over to take a shot Steve and Leon positioned themselves either side of me, placing their hands on my. I finished applying the sun tan lotion, I grabbed a bun and put my hair up. I was so exited, kind of like a kid on Christmas Eve. I took my bikini from the bed, and my bag of make-up. WOW! I looked stunning. The tiny top almost covered my boobs, but not quite. There was still a lot of skin showing from the bottom and the sides. My thong was a bit small as well, the back was going in deep in-between my ass, and the front was riding up so much that my lips were separated (yes I had a sexy camel.