I slipped on my panties with a growing sense of excitement. I loved the feelof the lightweight, silky material against my skin, yet couldn't dwell on ...t,because something even more wonderful was just a few minutes away. My handswere shaking so much I could hardly get my pantyhose on, but I did. I pulledon a knee-length black skirt, put on a long-sleeved white silk blouse, andapplied a bit of lipstick and eye makeup. I brushed my alreadyshoulder-length hair, and hurried downstairs.My mother took. She began crying again and this time I was stumped. I became even more confused when Claire and Elizabeth began crying too."Why is everybody crying?" I demanded."We love you!" Elizabeth cried.Now I was really confused. Claire had pity on me again and told me that they were crying because they were happy. Now why a woman would cry because she's happy I don't know. It must be a woman thing, because no man I've ever asked could answer that question for me.We started hugging each other and, after I. "No, seriously. Stop. Wait. Don't run. What are you doing here?" I blurted out.He froze again and looked at me with a puzzled tilt of the head. "I have lived in this empty house. You are here, so I will leave now. Very sorry."Now I was just getting fucking curious. "You live here?" I stammered. "Really? How long?" I relaxed my stance and stood upright. So did he. His arms were not big but the muscles were clear in the street light, his waist was narrow and his crotch was dark and heavy. Without opening her eyes, she said, "Yes, but I think I broke my hymen riding a horse when I was a little girl. I recall it hurt and I bled a little. Mother said I had probably put myself into a condition that I would disappoint some boy when I grew up." Sue smiled, opening her eyes and looking up at me. "Are you disappointed, Donny?" Oh, God, no! This is the best thing that's ever happened to me."With a soft voice, Sue said, "You're a virgin, too, aren't you?" Yes, this is the most I've ever.