” After a couple of minutes of that Eric suggested that we see if we could “Do It.”I decided that I was willing to try but had no idea what to ...o. It turned out that Eric did not either. We discussed how we might do it in the very small space available in the shed, Eric suggested we try to do it standing up. Eric was about 6 inches taller than I was so he had to squat down to align his penis with my pussy. That meant that his legs had to be on the outside of mine and that I could not spread my. My Mum had gone into my room, wondered why that was on the bed as we had not used the kit bag for years. Out tumbled all my pretty slips, panties, tights and may be even a bra. For the first time she confronted me about the lingerie but it must have confirmed her suspicions over the years. I was so embarrassed. I don’t remember exactly what I said but I promised I would get rid of it. So, it became my first lingerie purge, it wouldn’t be the last.I went to University in the mid 70’s and my. Another door and a guard sitting behind a shield stopped us till his sensors cleared us.Then another door then opened. We walked through it into a large open bay, Colonel Blood was watching me take in the vastness of the space as he said, “It’s 358.14 meters long, 99.06 meters wide, and 64.3128 meters high.”The ceiling was so high I got a crick in my neck looking up. High above was an open grillwork that was maybe another two meters deep from which hung lights. Colonel Blood carried on that it. “Nice one,” I said, laughing. “You’re actually matching today.” Penny stuck her tongue out. It was a running joke in our group that she never managed to match her bra and panties. “And now I’m not even going to keep them on,” she said, as she slipped the straps of her bra down and unclipped it. She bent over and rooted about in her bag for her nightwear, her bare tits swinging and her bum in the air. She took out another t-shirt and slipped it on. Then she looked at me. “Is it a knickers-on or.