She was old enough now to know better. Not that it made it any easier as she slowly climbed the small stone steps into the building."Hi!" she began wi...h a friendly smile as she greeted the miserable looking receptionist.There was no response. The receptionist was about 50, hunched over and staring at Leanne blankly through her thick glasses. There was a magazine open in front of her, which Leanne had apparently distracted her from. After a moment or two, the young woman decided to continue."I. Christy opened the small box of tee shirts and showed us what they looked like.“I thought that we were getting red tee shirts,” I questioned, “Those are white.”“We are getting red ones and light blue ones as well,” Christy replied, “Only the white ones were ready, the others will be ready tomorrow.”Christy passed a tee shirt to Conner, Jacob, Greg and I; of course, Greg kissed her as she handed his to him. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a dark brown roll neck sweater and she. It took me some time to get used to it, but soon I understood that it was her way of handling the situation. It did not help all the time; but the awkwardness between us was mostly gone once she had cried for a moment against my shoulder while we sat on the sofa, before she went to go sleep in her own bed.During the week I made a habit of dropping her at school by car. After that I did the shopping I needed, and had a light lunch at home. Then I took my laptop and headed into town near the. "Okay, but let me get thistogether first. I want it to be nice, not rushed."Bruce nodded.Frankie picked out a silk and lace thong and bra from his drawers. It wasfrom a smoke gray set that he liked a lot. The padded bra had lace and wassatiny smooth.He turned away from Bruce and slipped his arms into the cups. Then, hewent into the bathroom, removed his panties and put on the thong. He hadto relocate his genitals to the front. Frankie was pleased to see thatthey just lay there quietly. Even.