I spent that day as Suzie and Mandy and I went round the shops ofBrighton We got eyed up by boys, which surprisingly I found thrilling.Being close to ...hem wasn't quite so much fun though and I confess I hadmy eye on more than one of the girls, not the boys. They're so different. I didn't realise how big a gulf there was betweenme and the boy I thought I was supposed to be until that moment andalthough Mandy was in her element, I must have come across a bitstandoffish for which Mandy was peeved. Alot of years of trial and error, and a few things still working out the kinks. Getting passionate head from a wannabe ho, making her dreams and erotic nightmares reality while I thank my lucky stars. And they, looking down at Earth and enjoying the show, thank me.Part Two; At My Digs I had them strip as soon as we got there. When I saw they both wore cartoon panties, age regression was a done deal. Women who wear cute little babyish underpanties are begging to be age-regressed,. Just then the elevator door opened at our floor and she playful pushed me to ground and bounded out of the elevator, letting her skirt drop to the floor. As she ran down the hall I watched jiggling ass as she shuffled down hall in her little heels, clutching her purse with her arms crossed across her chest. I wondered if it was modesty or to control her bouncing breasts? Either way, I couldn't decide if the view I was seeing from the rear was better than the one I was missing from the front.. I blinked (as if blinking would make me hear better), and strained to pick up the sound over the birdcalls.Quietly, very quietly, I rolled to the edge of the bunk bed and peered over. It was just barely light enough in the cabin for me to make out the shape of Mom and Dad in bed. Mom was curled up on her side, and Dad was behind her, spoon fashion. As I watched, I saw him reach around and cup her breast.She whimpered again, very softly, and reached behind her. I could tell by the slight motion.