We both helped each other with ourfingernails. Tammy pulled out a couple of dresses. I put on my bra andTammy put the inserts in. I watched her as she...put her bra on. I likethe way girls lean forward a little to adjust the breasts in the bracups. Tammy wiggled her butt at me while she did that. We both put onour slips, helped each other with our dresses, zipping each other up.Tammy suggested we both wear pantyhose instead the white tights as itwas a little warmer today. And I wouldn't be hiding. He murmured and sort of moaned and I felt so happy for him that he had at last adjusted his mind-set, to forget what mum said and enjoy the moment. For a while I simply enjoyed the feel of him, gently teasing all the time and underneath too, bunching them gently in my cupped hand whilst I gently massaged him with the other. ‘I love the way you do that Pat,’ he murmured with eyes half closed, his face plum red, his breathing deeper. ‘The perhaps you would like me to do this too?’ I whispered. I. “You’re really tall,” he said and then blushed in embarrassment. I laughed easily in my best female laugh which I had not practiced often. He apologized and I said it was okay, and he should relax, it was just the four inch heels I was wearing. Then I turned and asked him coyly if he was disappointed in my appearance and he quickly reassured me that he thought I was beautiful. I smiled and he thanked me and offered me a drink. I thought it might help me relax, so I accepted. Besides, why not. He took a stronger hold on the handle and Mary moved closer to watch and just as she looked into the sink Jake jammed the plunger down. What happened next was in slow motion. The plunger jammed down and the water whooshed then a torrent of half sudsy water formed into what approximated a hurricane looking conical shaped wave, at least as big a wave as you can make in a sink and the water leapt into the air and soaked Mary and Jake. They both jumped backward and then began laughing — then Jake.