They are proud that they don't wear makeup and pantyhose; they claim they are emancipated and won't be bound by the past generation's values."Michele ...aughed to hear her son so vehemently disparage the teenage girls that were the same age as him."But they're still pretty David. I've seen them!" she replied putting her hand on his knee and squeezing it."But they are not sophisticated like you. You wear nice skirts and suits and blouses. You wear soft satin blouses. You wear makeup, perfume and. Thanks, Steve, you always know what to do."I smiled, as what I suggested wasn't that intelligent, but the only way to handle the problem other than hiring people, and I didn't want to do that if I didn't have a permanent job for them.Out in the shop, life was the usual in the frame area. There weren't a bunch of people working, but there were three different types of frames being worked on at the same time. At least, there is diversity for the guys. The sheet metal guys were busy, and the motor. He then had a thought. Slippingoff one of his shoes, he saw that his toes were small and cute, alsodone in the same shade of pink."Wow! I really outdid myself this time" he thought as he continued tolook at the girl he saw in the mirror. Then, he had a thought. Quicklyhe lifted the hem of the dress he wore and looked. Underneath it, hewore a pale blue hip hugger panty.As he looked at it, he also started to feel that there was somethingvery different this time. He felt like he needed to go pee. I reached my hand down the back of her pants to get to her butt, I just had to touch it, I loved how it felt in my hand and I ran my hand back and forth across one cheek, then the other, after about a minute of this, Judith undid her pants to make it easier for me and then I felt her hand go down my pants, I immediately unfastened mine too. It didn't take long and we both seemed to tire of each other's butts as our hands went around to each other's pussy. I glanced to the edge of the trees and.