I wanted to be anywhere but here. I felt my eyespreparing for tears."I can only imagine how hard this must be for you. But you have to reachout to you... friends and family to help you get through it."Jason, my best buddy bg (before girlhood) left the food table and cameright over. "Hello Mrs. Walters," he said to my mom, then he looked at meawkwardly. "Um, hi Andy - Annie, I mean. You look-um - really nicetonight. That's a pretty dress. And umm, your hair looks nice too."Part of me wanted to. And nice tits&hellip,and She giggled and hugged me and held it. She whispered: (&hellip,so you like my titties?) I said: Oh yes, I dream about them all the time. You liar, you do not!, youre a fart!&hellip,I said: No, no&hellip,I like them. Maybe if I saw them naked I would like them even better? I knew I shouldnt have said that as soon as I said it. I was waiting for&hellip,Mom! Hes trying to see my titties! &hellip,but instead, she got on top of me and sat, lifted up her top and flashed me. I decided on the direct approach, and leaned over and cupped his crotch, rubbing lightly. “You’re on a date with her.” I said huskily.To his credit, Joe only swerved a LITTLE bit, then we were back on the road.“You mean ... you want to...” He was totally flustered. It was adorable.Trying to act like this wasn’t my plan all along, I tried to act non-nonchalant, “Yeah, sure, I’ll be your first.” I said, looking around for where we were. “Turn right up here, there’s a housing development being. I love seeing tops of stockings darker bands (I could clearly make these out through my sisters slip) and the bumps/ridges suspenders make (again as seen with the slip.I had many fantasises about girls and women in stockings from then on, but my upskirt and panties/knickers fetish came not long after.... We lived in a terraced house which had an unadopted road at the back, and was pretty much only used by the residents.... so few cars went down there. We had a next door neighbour the same age.