Despite being October the temperature was still reaching around 90 in the day, though cooling off pleasantly in the evening. She was already sweating,...creating a degree of transparency, her bra becoming visible.The washer was located in a tight space and we had to scoot it out for her to inspect the back – Steve had told her to check the wiring. I had my doubts she really knew what she was doing, but undoubtedly knew more than I. In trying to scoot the machine out to give her sufficient space. I was starting to worry that I was going to be stuck with theclothes we'd just bought and not get anything really pretty."Are we all done now Mommy?" I asked. "My dresses are very nice; I can'twait to wear them."Mom gave me a devilish grin. "Done? Oh goodness no Libby. We're just getting started; remember youpromised that I could buy you lots of pretty clothes didn't you?" Uh huh, but we already did." No Libby dear, we have not yet begun to shop!"I hope that I was able to conceal my excitement;. Cindy and I both wore very proper and professional-looking dresses. The interview went well. Ms. Arnold is a very stern but elegant man in his sixties-the very picture of the stereotypical headmistress, complete with conservative wool suit and hair in a bun. Well, as you know, we enrolled Robert for the fall term. From that time forward, he has never worn boyish clothes again, except for the times when he would be around you. I was still afraid of your reaction, and didn't want to. But it isn’t time yet. This first time isn’t about the physical desire, it is about being together for the first time…. body, mind, and soul. I curl up next to you, safe in your arms at last. I slip off my shoes and put my legs over your lap, my head against your shoulder, your arm holding me to you- just feeling your heartbeat, hearing your breath, and taking in the smell. Then I use my fingers to make circles lightly on your chest, shoulder, arm while your hand explores my legs and hips and.