I pulled out panties, thigh highs, a garter belt, a little pleather skirt, and a super soft girl’s vee neck tee. I hopped in the shower and washed m...self as quickly as possible. I shaved my ass and my pubes, being careful to go slow so I didn’t hurt myself. I dried myself off while the anticipation grew within me. I dried off and I could only think about how sexy I would feel when I got the lingerie on myself. I practically ran into my bedroom and ran the smooth thigh highs up my legs… next the. Around this time mom started a relationship with someone at work. She would never admit who it was for some reason, but a by-product of the relationship was he would give mom porn. This was back in the day of the VHS VCR being a new product and having XXX movies to watch in the home was a BIG deal! Mom was pretty open with me. I mean she had taught me about jacking off and knew I was doing it every night. She explained that she had some “adult” movies that she wanted to watch. Now, we. "Can I feel them?" Sarah said, motioning toward Polly's breasts."Um, I guess so," Polly said.Sarah's touch was cautious, gentle. She traced her fingernails on theoutside of the bra, then cupped underneath and lifted. She squeezegently. She ran her hand over the seams."They feel like the real thing," Sarah said. "I'll bet you can't wait tohave your own." My own?" Polly said, distracted."Your own boobs," Sarah said. "Does this feel nice? Can you feel it?" I can feel the pressure," Polly said.. It was as if he had vanished. Now as she sat in a pew of the small church near the Vatican walls, she thought back almost 20 years. Rita was a typical American young lady –if there is such a thing for any young woman in 1930. The Depression had hit her family, but since her Father was an American Deputy Ambassador from the US Congress to the Italian government, and they were based in Rome, Italy, she was far less affected than her friends at home. Rita spoke English of course, but also fluent.