If we'd held themwhenever our team punted, we would have had to get married."Eww, Amy!" Ashleigh Bodine said, disgusted, pushing my hand away."Why ar... your hands always sweaty?"About that time, I heard the first boo's. Who the hell was booingfrom the home seats? I looked up at the sparse turnout and saw Gina,Lena, Sarah, plus our friends Dallas and Michelle Cho. Gina put herhands to her mouth."BOOOO!" she jeered. The others joined in with "CLAUDIA SUCKS!" and"SEE YOU LATER, CLAUDIA. I watched as they dropped them to the floor and she brought them up to her with a foot and carefully put them with her shirt. She then turned and looked at me. The gusset of her panty was soaked I could tell it from where I stood. She took a deep breath and then, hooked her fingers in her panties and pushed then down past her knees. When she stood back up I nearly gasped.Her pubic mound was pronounced as was her hips, due to her being so thin. The light brown hair was sparse, short and of. The siblings adored each other, but the greatest surprise was the admiration of my daughters for Wendy. Her fantastic personality magnetized my older girls. I thought the years that Amy called Wendy a LOSER CRIPPLE gave this boomerang effect. Wendy began to use the Mark Twain effect "painting Aunt Polly's fence" and they began to learn kitchen work from her soon. My daughters learned to cook well from Wendy by the end of the fifth month. Wendy's fantastic humor was the other thing, which. PS wear your sexiest panties." They sent me their address and the following week, I took the afternoon off work and drove over. Lisa answered the door, looking even more voluptuous, plump and horny than she had in her pics. I kissed her on the cheek, handed her a bunch of flowers I'd picked up and followed her through to the living room where Steve was waiting. We had a coffee and sat around chatting for a few minutes, then Lisa suddenly turned to Steve and asked: "Steve, what underwear have.