Denny soon changed his tactics as her small bottle green school dress was pushed up and his hand ran over the front her pink panties feeling her pubes...saying he,d enjoyed watching her shape her bold pussy hair in the bathroom the last two years ass he wanked into her knickers (she knew a lot of her underwear had disappeared but always thought a pervert had took them from the washing line) and he loved the latest pattern of an arrow pointing to her cunt. Denny squatted pulling her panties down. We headed up to their room and found his wife wrapped in a towel sitting on the bed. She looked happy to see us. She began talking and it became apparent why she hadn't called us. Instead of putting on some sexy lingerie, she instead had showered and then started drinking Jack Daniel's straight from the bottle. She was now very drunk and slurring her words. "This isn't good", I thought to myself. For the first time in my life, I was going to have to get a woman sober so I could fuck her. Hubby. ‘You two can plan on a lot of people asking a lot of questions about this afternoon. I wouldn’t be surprised if the local newspaper and TV stations ask for interviews. Everyone that’s called has been extremely complimentary about both of you. Ted, Kate, and I are awfully proud of you two. So is Lisa, now that I think about it. She said everyone at her university is talking about it. She’s a mini-celebrity because she’s your sister.’ ‘Thanks, Mom. I guess we need to discuss what we’ll tell. All one hundred pair of tiny dress up, almost adult but not quite shoes almost over night. She mourned their passing as she took the three big bags of shoe boxes down to the redistribution center ... they put them in the children’s section. The dressy dresses, the redistribution center took those to “the awkward side of town“ and passed them out to stunted growth girls with the admonition to pass them on when out grown.Women’s clothes never go out of style on Cassandra because they are purpose.