It was like my feet were frozen to the floor. I stood there til Jack dismounted and left the room." What happened then?" Bessie got up, sat on the bed... patted the mattress, and asked me to sit next to her. I did. She placed her hand on my knee and asked me if I'd been shocked by what I'd just witnessed. I told her I was. She told me not to be ashamed of it and she slowly moved her hand up my let to my thighn. After that I only remember bits and pieces of what happened next." Well?" The next. And that was where I got lucky. See, at first glance Lizzy probably wouldnt make you look twice, but if you saw her stretched out on the sofa on a Saturday morning, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that exposed almost every inch of her long baby-soft legs, no glasses on her face, her chocolate brown hair flowing across the pillow and her perky little tits clearly outlined in her shirt, nipples poking out beneath the fabric just begging to be tweaked and kissed…if you watched her like. I went into the PizzaHut and ordered a take-away. I sat there for about twenty minutes awarethat everybody who came by took a good look. Some uttered comments. Iwasn't that bothered. It was probably the most confident I've beenoutside, and all I was doing was sitting and waiting.PERIODSThis is so very hard to admit and write about. Over the years I'veoccasionally, out of curiosity, worn a pantie-liner. I've never doneanything to my body to simulate having a period. But I do now follow aperiod. And besides she always attracted the older successful city guy with money and flash cars. Chloe on the otherhand was equally fuckable and fit looking ... equal in every way to Shelley but with dark swarthy skin and almost jet-black hair, a relic of her Italian ancestry. I also, surprisingly even to myself, had sexual feelings for James, though I never mentioned it for fear of repudiation ... but that didn't stop my fantasies which were bizaar to say the least and apart from wanking over.