She was lying down such that her back was towards me, so I slowly put my hands around her to reach her chest. That was such a feeling! I was feeling a...girl’s breasts for the first time. And though not very big, hers were big enough to hold and squeeze, which I did from over her dress. I felt her hand crawling my pants, and god! It moved towards my penis and took a hold of it! I was never before touched by anyone there, and it was such a feeling that I forgot everything else in the world! I. I was likely to get at least a good meal there if nothing more. Missy was off visiting, so Martha told me, but "Miss Charlotte was out somewhere's looking at them seedbeds." I found the tall, dark-haired young woman, wearing a straw hat and an apron, watching pairs of slaves sow the fine tobacco seeds mixed with ashes into the newly prepared soil, dirt that had never grown tobacco before."Well," she said with a small smile, "don' you look fine. You goin' somewhere?"I took her hand and led her. I realised they had fused together. It was as if I waswearing a sports bra. I panicked as I tried to unhook it again.Then I tried to pull it over my head like a tee shirt but it sat snuglyaround my breasts and would not move."It's like me. You can't take it off," said my pantyhose.I knew that there was no point fighting any more."It is time I met Christine, isn't it?" I asked.I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was mesmerised as Iwatched as my hair grew longer down my head until. I guess dreams can come true. I stood and moved towards her but she stopped me and pulled on her blouse and skirt.“We need to finish the upper decorations.”I got the large box and unfolded the roll of lights plugging them in to try. They all lit. There were little clips that the wire fitted into already screw in to the walls of the church. Within a short time, we had the lights up and started with the decorations. The ladder was especially made for the church as it had wheels on and all you did.