Trying to prolong the effort, she brought the dress around in front of her and folded it in a tender absent mindedness effort to procrastinate. Boris ...ook the dress and tossed it onto the bed. Jenn felt his fingers fumbling with the catch in the middle of her spine. Her cheeks reddened as she cupped her hands over her breasts. Her quarter-cup bra was the transparent nylon that pantyhose is made of. It was a ridiculous garment. Jenny had melon size breasts that did not need any support. Looking. So Jen compensated for her not being allowed to speak to him by writing long letters and sending them to his house. She warned him not to write back as she didn't trust her Mom not to open her mail. Her letters were easily six to ten pages long and full of her desires, dreams and feelings. These were not the words and longings of a lovesick teenager, they were deep and full of emotion. Flint had dated girls his own age and older that could not express themselves that well. The letters forced. It was a card showing a woman from her nose to her waist. She was wearing a lace bustier with her finger up to her lips in a “Shah” expression.I was intrigued. I opened the card and all it said was “Meet me at my apartment at 11. The door will be unlocked. Let yourself in.” Shah, Cara.My first thought was to throw away the card and forget about reading it.The second thought I had was a desire to see what she wanted.I still had an hour before I had to leave so I did my best to put it out of my. I’m glad I found your diary, Darcy.”“What? I’m not! You invaded my privacy. You clearly read things that nobody was ever supposed to know. You ruined my life,” Darcy whispered the last part. Her body shook as she fought down another sob.“But you invaded my privacy too, we can’t let anyone find out, “ I said quietly placing my hand on Darcy’s thigh.“Well, no shit. It’s bad enough you know. If anyone else knew I’d be ruined.” Darcy said screaming the words. She looked at me as though I had just.