You were sitting in the third row right in the middle in front of me and on your lap there was a small pink rose. The music started and as my hips mo...ed my sight was set on you the whole time. I danced with all my heart and it was all for you. As the seconds passed I gave more and more and in no moment did we take are sights of each other. It was as if I was giving myself completely to you through the dance, through the movement of my belly, my hips, and my hands. As fast as it stared it. This was nothing like the light titillation I'd felt in the art gallery. In my dreams, I'd thought that's what sex was like. But this was infinitely more wonderful. This was like ocean waves, breaking over my soul with each plunge of him. Between my legs was merely the source of the feelings, but the exhilaration itself filled my whole body. My soul was like a seabird, soaring, diving, landing on the water to be carried, exulting, to the breaker's crest, then down into a deep and secret trough,. Once dry, I grabbed my towel and wrapped it round myself. I wandered out into the living room where I had spent the night. When I was dry, I dropped the towel and put on my now dry underwear, cargo pants and a white t-shirt. I walked to the door and strapped on my walking boots, I was about to step out when I heard Andrew behind me "Hey you off out for a walk?" He asked "Yeah, fancy coming?" I replied "Sure give me a moment" he came back a minute later with walking boots and followed me. "Wow mom those are all really girly clothes." I see dresses and skirtsand some lil white shorts, plus all types of weird tee shirts andundershirts and panties."Here put this on." Mom tosses me a weird looking under shirt. "Mommy whatkind of undershirt is this?" It's called a camisole or a undershirt is easier to remember. It's justlike yours but your boy under shirts have short sleeves. These ones justhave little spaghetti straps so they're more comfortable. Put it on NOW."I slide the small.