Lisa and Carol were as good as naked. They were left standing there with their skirts bunched up around their waists while the audience jostled for a ...etter view and took pictures as fast as they could click the shutters.Unlike on previous days, Toby didn't drive off leaving the girls to drop their skirts and walk to school surrounded by all the kids who had just enjoyed a great view of their lower bodies. Today he remained parked and gave the kids time to take hundreds of pictures before he. ! :DMy 'step'son (I regard him as that despite not marrying his mother - just as well, as we've been split 4 and a half years now) has an ASD (Asperger's Syndrome) and one of his wee obsessions through it is Japanese culture.So, in an attempt to make something constructive from his disability, I signed both of us up for a Japanese class. I only really attended to make sure he didn't have some kind of social meltdown - another side effect of his AS.Anyway, fast forward to August this year, and I. I calmed myself down. Well almost. Trembling with excitement I reached out and took the closest bra from the drawer. It was white with padded cups. I held it up by the straps and looked at it. Just a plain white cotton bra, but to me it was adorable. I loved the way the cups held their shape, already defining a bust; the little bow where they came together, so cute and girly; the open back band hanging loose with its hook and eye fasteners, so feminine. I slipped my arms through the straps and. I'd ditched the suit, selecting a pair of smart casual trousers and the most colourful of my new shirts; might as well get all the inevitable sarcasm out of the way in one go.Jenny, our receptionist, started it. She was in her early twenties and exceptionally good on the eye, with long blonde hair and a body to die for. I may have kept away from women since I'd met Jane, but that had never stopped me looking, admiring and even fantasising. Jenny was always looked at and admired, even.