Wewouldn't want our fine lingerie being damaged by that big hot dryer, nowwould we, James?So that's how I started hand washing Mother's lingerie in th... firstplace. Mother laughed at me when I was doing it, but wouldn't let me getout of the being the lingerie expert in the house. Mother asked me forone of her bras when Tammie was visiting to work on some homework. Tammieasked me why Mother was asking me about her underwear and I had toexplain that I had opened my big mouth and now had to hand. There was no way I was allowing her to simply go out there alone, call me a chauvinist or a romantic, she was simply too pretty to take a chance on something happening to her. We agreed to talk more online, and as we got to her car the cloudy skies that had been threatening to let loose did. She jumped in and out of reflex, opened the other door for me. We laughed again, and she turned on the cars heater while we talked more and waited for the rain to end. The downpour stopped in a few. I went to the car, and drove off toward my own small apartment.I called her Saturday afternoon and we chatted some more. She invited me to dinner on Sunday, with Sarah and her boyfriend. I agreed quickly. Julie made me feel happy, and why not spend some time with her.We had dinner on Sunday, and I saw a small nod of approval from Sarah about half way through dinner. I realized that I had passed the girlfriend test. Sarah's boyfriend Chuck was OK, one of those Army Ranger types who kept trying. My pink dress with these boots sticking out from under the boots. "Oh" I gasp and SissyLaytex is now behind me with her hands on my hips keeping me steady. One hand reaches around and grasps and gently tweaks my nipple applying increasing steady pressure. I moan softly, not expecting that this gurl would so quickly capatilize on this bit of achillies heel that i had mentioned to her. As she squeezes and plays with my tit and nipple through the silk softness of the dress I swoon with pleasure..