Just as Ifinish dressing the doorbell rang and Mistress Eva said oh that'll beyour date and went and answered the door, I was called out to find myChr...s Dressed mans tux, her hair pulled back and no makeup on she tookmy arm and lead me out to her car in the driveway helped me into the car,as I was having some difficultly with the long dress closed the doorhopped into the driver's side and drove away, I asked where we were goingand was told not to worry my pretty little head about the details. “Are your panties wild strawberry with black, diagonal stripes pointing to your glory?”“I don’t even know what color wild strawberry is. And what do you mean ‘pointing toward my glory’?”“Wild strawberry is like a hot pink. I think you would look real hot in wild strawberry panties. And you know what your glory is. When I fiddle with it, you get all glorious.”“Now you’re just making up words. I doubt that there is any such color as wild strawberry. But, no, I am not wearing pink panties.”“No. This went on for several years. I was intrigued and drawn tothem.At the ripe old age of 17, I moved out on my own. Lots of things hadhappened during the time that I found that I was special and when I gotmy own place. Without a wardrobe, I had plenty to do and also plenty ofexciting experiences ahead of me. I got the courage to go to a high endstore and buy some lingerie (for my girlfriend). I was in heaven! Iremember them being the Olga brand and very pretty. I also found somenylons in a small. Tamara would have another visitor at the hospital besides her parents and girlfriends. Percy Gordon was the same age as Tamara, Karen, and Jenny, and had even attended grade school with them. Now, he was a college student like them. He even worked at the same restaurant as Tamara, for the same reasons. He was overjoyed to hear that Tamara had recovered from her coma. He visited her a couple of times, bringing candy, flowers, even a stuffed animal. Jenny laughed when she heard about this, saying.