For a moment we stood there, looking into each other's eyes. Her brief panties barely covered her pubis and lower belly. A circle of dampness spread o...t from the panties' crotch, a tell-tale of the height of her arousal. I glanced down at the front of my shorts, and saw that they had a similar circle of moisture. I felt the slick wetness of my pre-seminal flow pressing against my straining cock. It was evidence of my total arousal, evidence of my desire for the almost-nude, beautiful. She has always been pretty shy about her assets. For example , one time during high school I complimented her ass and how it looks pretty big even with loose shorts. But she got really mad but we made up and put it in the past. We kept on talking as I slowly breached into the topic of sex and she immediately got defensive. Despite her cute and adorable looks , she has never been in a relationship not because of her personality but because she simply refuses to marry. I've always thought that if. When I walked I couldfeel the bottom rubbing on my legs, funny but nice.Mom made me sit on the bed while she put the shoes on. Finally I got tosee what I looked like in the mirror. I was pretty.I looked just like a girl. I wondered even more why Alice did not weardresses if they made you feel this nice and look so pretty. I spent afew minutes in front of the mirror twisting and turning to see how Ilooked from all sides.Mom said I was pretty as she brushed my hair and used spray to make itlook. She had become a lot less ladylike about how she was seated in the last few minutes, and it was clear to me, from where I was sitting that she shaved her pussy. And quite a pretty little pussy it was."I'm glad the stolen bag had our clothes, and not the liquor." Dan said, taking a long draw on the bottle.When Sheri reached for the bottle again, she once more spilled out of her wrap. "Damn it! I need a bigger towel." No you don't," Dan laughed, and earned a giggle from everyone present. Jill.