Must be a little out of whack from the impact of the crash, I told myself. At least I hoped that was the case. I guessed I would know in a minute or t...o. If it blew my hand off, I would know I had been wrong! Okay, I put the thing down and picked up the instruction manual! NOW, I would read it! According to what I read, this thing could duplicate or create ANY makeup style once that style had been input into it, kind of like entering data into a computer. To do that, it said, all one had to do. We hired this young 19yr old girl recently out of highschool at the place I worked as an assistant manager. I had just turned 21 a few months earlier, was still a virgin and had hardly dated. This girl was very nice, very smart, sweet, very pretty, lovely long wavy brown hair with natural red highlights in it during the summer times. But at she greatly enjoyed flirting and having the attention of men. It was just very natural to her. She was very good for the store, we had male customer come in. I can understand what you mean. They feel much nicer than my underpants do." I moved my hand over her hip and started around the edge of her ass. As I continued to explore the feel of her panties, I became aware of just how rough my own underwear felt on my pecker."Aunt Florence, I wish my underwear felt like this. Do they make boy's underpants like your underpants, I mean your panties?" No Bobby, these are only for women and girls. Men and boys wear cotton underpants like you are. It actually pulsed in her hand. It did seem to have a life of it's own.She also liked the closeness of their bodies together. She loved the soft attention he gave her washing her back. She would never admit it but it was the first time she'd ever been interested in touching a man. She'd had very little experience and really, just with boys. They only wanted one thing; sex or a blow job.No one had ever bathed her, had a bath or shower with her since she was very tiny. Well except for the one.