There was a remote, austere beauty to them. Not as lush or green as the mountains of Washington, but just as solitary. Here, I wasn't constantly remin...ed of the suffering my deeds had caused.The world had suffered the last seventeen years, though things were beginning to stabilize into the new normality. Between my parents stifling technological growth and knowledge for forty years and the wars that consumed the world, mankind had backslid. At least in the Americas. I was told there were still. I showed up at his house mid afternoon, and stayed indoors because of how hot it was. We spent most of our time playing miscellaneous video games and hydrating in preparation for the 12 hours of metal that lay before us during what was said to be the hottest day of the summer. In early evening Travis’ mom came home from work and came in to check on us. Mrs. Anders wasn’t your standard “MILF”, although a very attractive woman. She had Travis at a late age, so she was in her early fifties and had. He: mai toh sirf apsey dosti karna chahta hoonMe: theek hai hum dost hai busHe: toh hum phone per baat kar saktey haiMe: kabhi kabiHe: ok fir uska roj phone aaney laga mujhe majboori has kar usko baat karni padti thi fir ek din bahut tej barish ho rahi thi uska phone aaya wo poochne laga kaha per hai, maine kaha k mai college k liye nikli thi but abi rastey mai hoon or barish hai to kahin market mai ruki hoon, usney poocha kon c market mai toh mai bol diya 35 maiMaine usko jhooth bola tha jabki. A skirt. Some kind of petticoat made of linen. It even hadsome lace at the hem. Through the material around the waist ran a cord,which now was pulled tight around my unbelievably narrow waist, thenknotted.But before I was really conscious of all this, that I now stood beforemy classmates in a skirt, my first underskirt was being installed.Several minutes later I was wearing five underskirts. In comparison tothese the petticoat was relatively lightweight and above all light andairy. The five.