The earliest experience was at age five, I remember a pair of pantyhose had been used to secure the front driveway gates. I had for some weeks looked ...nd secretly handled the hosiery with a strange fascination, I decided I would sneak them of the gate and try them on. The tension was high as I hurriedly untied them from the gate and ran to the side of the house, I hid under a large leafy bush, sat down and removed my shoes. I was wearing trousers but decided it was better to leave them on as. I went to pick up my clothes, but he stopped me. "Ihaven't seen you naked yet," he observed. I crossed my legs and bent downstraight to untie my shoe buckles, then straightened up and stepped backout of them. I undid each stocking clip, and removed the suspender belt.Straight legged again I rolled the stockings down to my toes, then stoodback up and used my feet to pull them off. I stood before him entirelynude, one knee crossed in front of the other, and my hands supporting mybreasts. He. As distasteful as many of these remarks are, Samantha laughs politely. “Hey,” I think, “this chick is cool!”Suddenly, her friend says very firmly, “I am going now, I have had enough.” Samantha tells me she is leaving, so we bid each other farewell. Just as she begins to walk off, she turns back to me and says, “Do you want to come back with us?” and I beat them to their car.We have been in their unit for a while when the lead singer of the band from the party and his girlfriend turn up. A joint. The boys were perfect complements. Bill played defense, Dan had an arm on him that made him a natural quarterback. Dan was a sprinter, Bill did better at the longer distances. Math and Science came easily to Dan, English and Social Studies were Bill’s forte. And, of course, puberty affected the two differently. Bill, who’d always been blonde, fair skinned and stocky, grew thicker and more solid. By the tenth grade he looked like a nightclub bouncer, his hands large and meaty, his neck wide. His.