According to the oft repeated family history, my father took about two minutes to fall in love. Mom lasted until Thanksgiving weekend when she took hi... home to meet her parents. Like Kevin, I too was growing in my mother's belly when my grandfather walked his daughter down the aisle eight months later.When Kevin and I had sat down and started our planning for our 'rebirth' one of the first tasks we'd posed ourselves was to, 'list in order of preference, the 20 best looking women you know (and. Her skirt floated up around her waist,showing her wet panties. White cotton briefs,they were completly transparent, sticking to the crack of her ass. We did a couple of surface dives,her first,me following. I think she did them just to let me have a good look between her legs. She knew her ass and pussy were showing thru her panties,and she wanted to show off. From the shallow end we swam back to the deep end and climbed out. She went up the ladder first,bra showing thru her blouse,skirt up. “I didn’t!” Elizaveta protested, sounding slightly outraged. “I turned crimson when I realized what they were doing, and I ran away!”“Is it OK to ask when this was?”“Last Summer, when she visited.”“I think I’d continue to keep that secret,” I said.“I agree!” Elizaveta replied firmly.March 18, 1985, McKinley, OhioOn Monday when Clarissa, Sandy, Fran, and I came back to the dorm from chemistry class, I checked my mailbox and found a brown envelope from the State Department. I quickly opened it. Now, I guessed, it was my turn, and I intended to make the most of it since this large woman was one of the nicest pieces I had laid eyes on for a long time.She was a quartermaster's doxy or wife, I was never sure which, and he was a drunk and a wastrel. She looked like the model for one of those ancient statues, Greek or Roman, a healthy, hefty one with boobs the size of cannon balls, 12-pounders. Her name escapes me, but I surely remember her wonderful body, her deep chest and swinging hips,.