With all of this open space why don’t they have more women’s underwear? Isn’t that where the big money is? Is that just stuff for the more matur... juniors or for women who were shopping for daughters?When I was looking around I got why mom had to come ask if I could go in the changing room. A huge square area sat against the back wall with only one door. When I made myself not see the walls I found out that it was just one big changing room with rows of benches. Each bench had hooks hanging off. His family had dirt bikes which they rode around on tracks Brian had made through the bush. There was also a good surf beach about ½ an hour away. As a keen surfer I thought it sounded awesome.Barney’s family consisted of 2 younger brothers (Mitch & Joey) and his dad (Brian) and his mum (Sam). Brian and Sam were unlike any parents I had ever met; they insisted I call them by their first names which I had never done with any adult, and they spoke to me like I was an adult. Again something I was. At first I had some difficulties walking in the high heels but with the coaching of Sylvia in the form of a few pinches in my backside I managed to walk quite naturally.At first we were driven to the hotel where we would spend the night. It was beautifully located on the bank of the Arno river with a great view on the famous 'Ponte Vecchio', the 'Ancient Bridge'. All the girls rushed to their rooms at once to prepare for the night out.In our room Sylvia unpacked her little bag and prepared. "OH MY GOD!!! You know don't you! THE BASTARD TOLD YOU!"Suzy grabbed her shoulders then. "Okay so he told us, told us about how it had been six years since he'd seen you, six years during which you were being forced to do god knows what with god knows who. But he also told us that it was a dream come true when he saw you. He also told us about his family and especially his mother and his sister Caroline and the embarrassing things they had to do." He did?" You bet your life he did. Tell me.