I didn't just see them, Marnie. She showed them to me, deliberately, had me touch them and kiss them." I grinned at the thought, remembering all those...years ago behind the shed when Sarah introduced me to her breasts, swearing me to secrecy in the process. And, just like back then, I got hard. Marnie noticed, which embarrassed me even further.After dinner, we cleared away the dishes and sat in the living room, watching TV. Marnie snuggled into my side and I put my arm around her. I had told her. “Good idea, I’m famished”. She said. I dressed in my new navy blue bra, panties, suspender belt and sheer stockings. Under chinos and a jumper. Linda wore black bra and panties, hold up stockings mid thigh length skirt with a white t-shirt. We had just finished our pasta bake and I was taking our dirty dishes to the kitchen, when I heard a knock at the door. I put the dishes on the work top and went to the door. It was Davina fully dressed carrying a large shoulder bag.“Can I come in, or are. ”“What about Jackson Heights?” she asked typing.“They are putting on FUNNY GIRL ... and Harrison, the new guy there, doesn’t necessarily want to have them all together anymore. and, that’s all right with me.”“OK, got it.”“I have made a final decision on next year’s tour; it will be at the thirty-five largest college football stadiums by capacity in the USA. I will have a schedule to Janice and Brian before this tour is over.”After a few more clicks, I heard... “Whenever you are ready,. Still, despite this revelation, she was uneasy. She'd expected something to happen. And the fact that there were no men was most disturbing of all. It was discriminatory, and just plain wrong.As she slipped on her clothing, she couldn't help assessing it. Just as she had, her clothes had changed. Her new underwear, which she found herself slipping on as if she'd done it all her life, consisted of rather plain panties and bra; nothing extravagantly lacy or showy. Just white bikini-cut panties.