I'd also learned how to avoid the people that liked to cause me trouble, so I didn't worry about walking. On my way I realized that Bill and his paren...s hadn't seen me since I changed. This was going to be fun. As I got closer to the house I could see Bill's dad sitting at a table in the front window with a coffee and reading the paper.I started to take bigger steps and swing my hips more and this did exactly what I thought it would do, put more 'bounce' in my walk and show off all my curves. I. "Is he still in town?"She nodded again, taking a big bite. "Dressed plainly, in mufti, looks like a farmer I suppose or a drover." You think he is spying for them, for the British?" Oh yes," she said. "Can't think of why else he would be around." Turncoat and spy," I said, "they'll hang him twice."She smiled. "I'd like to watch." Where you work, do they think you are a boy?" Yes. I drop my voice and curse a bit. I've even jollied a few bar maids; could have bedded more than one if I'd wished.". ‘Tits like yours must save you a fortune in bras, no?’ This was a running joke. My 32a chest was a club joke but, unlike so many similar jokes, it was one I found amusing too. I smiled. ‘I understand Lola’s once broke loose during the last game of the mixed doubles final. She claims it was an accident but I don’t believe a word of it. Her bras are reinforced concrete usually so I am convinced it was deliberate.’ Laughing together we made our way back to the bar, ordered some sandwiches and took. I stripped out of my clothes and we began to kiss, a very deep French kiss, and tongues meeting tongues. We were happy to continue with this for a long time. Our tongues and lips then began to explore other parts of each other’s bodies, slowly at first then more frantically. Finally we began to explore each other’s pussy lips and clits. I had heard about a 69 but never had guessed how satisfying it was, we both came together.She then asked me had I ever had a real orgasm, I said yes. She smiled.