I made breakfast and we enjoyed a nice quite morning justsitting talking and cuddling.Our afternoon was suddenly interrupted by a knocking on the door... uponopening it I was just about knocked over by Sarah rushing in with Jo andMartha in tow, she excitedly explained that she was on the verge oflanding a new clothing line exclusively for the our shop in our town andshe wanted to put on a fashion show to help sway the vendor and show thatour shop was the place to carry the line, The vendor also. Shewaited until a rainy Wednesday and followed in her carat a distance to remain unseen. When she caught her ata secluded spot, she drove up next to her and honkedthe horn. “Hi sweetie, need a ride so you don’t have to walk inthe rain?” “No thanks Ms. Greene,” she said with a soft smile.Obviously not intending to drive her home, shecontinued insisting until Angelica finally accepted. When she entered the car Donna began driving theopposite direction of where. Why? For personal or religious reasons?" Personal." I figured. You talk about the Mormon religion as your parents' religion, not yours."I grinned. "You're very observant and analytical. I like that in a girl." Thanks. So, you don't smoke, drink or take drugs. What about coffee and tea?" Never acquired the habits, but I like a cup of coffee in the morning once in a while, especially while camping." What about sex."I really grinned. "I'm for it. What about you?"Teasing twinkles sparkled in her. And that was my life for the next six months. Most of the time Iwore a jumper and skirt at work as well as a bra and panties. If anythingmy breasts had got a little larger as I was now wearing a "D" cup brafitted by myself! Although I was handling women's breasts nearly everyday there was absolutely no reaction from my penis. The hormones had donetheir job. I did, however, get a reaction in my still male orientatedmind. The breasts I fitted with bras belonged to women of all ages; fromteenagers.