At the time I thought it must have been fate that brought us together although Carole soon disabused me of that idea!I think whirlwind romance would b...st describe our courtship because we went from first kiss, to engaged, to married in the space of a few months. I'd actually known her father for some time but only as someone who used the same pub in the village where my mother moved to after my father died. When I used to visit my mother ('coming home' she called it although I never actually. ”“Well done! It’s not everyone knows that. Of course, the rest of his stuff is a bit same-y, don’t you think?” She strummed a few chords, and began to sing. “There is a house in New Orleans...”That has a range outside a descant recorder, which is in key of C, but I picked up, and after a few repetitions was playing along okay. Lisa was smiling, anyway. She put her instrument down. “Are you willing to work for me?”“Sure.”She went over to an impressive looking desk-top and switched on. “Most of. ”This was far more than he had expected. He reached inside the waistband and found the edge of the girdle. He started to pull it upwards and it began to move, then it stopped, he tugged harder but it wouldn’t budge.“It’s snagged Jeff, you’ll have to free it from inside.”“How will I do that mum?”“Just put your hand inside my panties and find out where it’s caught up, then release it and it’s done.”“Are you sure mum, I mean that’s where you’re privates are.”“Don’t be c***dish Jeff, it’s not as if. Then she took it to the next level. She leaned in and as she was kissing her, she moved her hand from Karens side, up along her ribcage until she was just brushing it against her boob. Karen pulled back and looked at her while breathing really hard. This was the first time that someone other than herself had touched her intimately. She then slowly raised her own hand and slowly reached out and placed her hand on Cindys tit. Cindy leaned over and grabbed Karen then pulled her down on the bed.