He hesitated first but there was no other way I stood up holding my night gown up to my buttocks .I was not wearing any panties as the doctor had said... Applied the ointment and said you are done.I suddenly worked out a plan and turned and faced my dad (with the gown aboveMy waist).Giving a clear view of my vaginal cavity. My father did have a look at it but suddenly turned his face away. I was thrilled. This episode passed of in my life. Now I am 24 years old and married I never wear a panty.. We watched ourselves and each other as our bodies were transformed from slim, almost boyish forms-- to a more awkward, almost lanky body. Which was at times embarrasing, and yet at other times wonderful. I watched Jennifer as her chest was transformed from flat and small nipples to small mounds with larger brown nipples. We confided in each other about our first period -- the excitement, the fear, the mess. I watched my own vulva as it grew downy fuzz along the slit, and up toward my. Her stiffened taffeta petticoats werealso black giving the illusion that the two women were negatives of oneanother. As they entwined their hands around George's cuffed arms andlet their frocks gently sway and swish against his bare thighs as theywalked along the corridor, his erection grew ever harder and stronger,increasing his intense embarrassment."Don't worry darling, I've seen far bigger get far more aroused on farless," Joan twittered as Barbara flirted outrageously with their. Dave was tall lean man about three years younger than me. He had sandy hair and the look of someone who spent a lot of time outdoors. As Susan hustled around the kitchen getting her casserole into the oven I entertained Dave. We hit it off right away. We had common interests in sports and spent a lot of time talking about college basketball.Dave also told me about his family. He said this is the first time he has spent more than a day away from his wife since they got married and he couldn't.