There were a ton of books, dating back to the start of the house somewhere in the twenties. I started looking through the books for the one that would...contain pictures from nineteen fifty-nine. They were dusty, and not quite in order, but I eventually found the one I was looking for. It had pictures from nineteen fifty five to nineteen sixty. If Jamie Douglas existed, he would be in there. I grabbed it, stuck it in my backpack, and headed up to my room. I turned my lamp and ceiling lights on, a. She was wearing those old Hanes stockings, the sheer non-stretch kind that's hard to find today. I also recognized the color--Gentlebrown--a dark brown, like coffee. This was heaven! Her thighs were firm and the feel of the Hanes on her legs was just undescribable. The nylon surface was silky smooth and glistening with liquid. Her panties were transparent, soaked by the drinks--revealing the dark patch of her pussy. Of course, I took my time getting to my feet, then helping her up. The feel of. He stepped back both boys looked at her. She giggled, “I hope you guys have a good day, I’ll see you later.” They were out the door in a flash. She sat at her kitchen table, wow that was certainly a sign of affection, they were a little risqué, but it was nice to have a man pat her ass any man.As they got to Louis house they both knew the plan. His mom Maria was in the basement doing clothes, she came upstairs with a load of wash. “Well how was your evening Lou?” “It was great mom, yours?”“Like. She went on to ask him if he had a girlfriend back east. When Byron said that he had, and that they'd broken up because of his move out west my wife seized on that and said, "Byron, you must really miss not having a girlfriend, a big handsome stud like you." Both Byron and I looked at Jane with open mouths. But it didn't seem to phase her, she kept talking sexy and making all kinds of innuendos and before the hour had passed we were all naked and doing it. The first moment that I realized that.