"You forgot that I got you a nightie, didn't you?"Yes, I had forgotten.She left the room and returned with a beautiful box. "Here, you go. Slip into t...is and I will also slip into something more comfortable," Lydia crooned.I went to the backroom to change. Inside the box was the sexiest nightie I had ever seen. It was a stunning one-piece garment made of black satin and lace. The front was the sheer, smoky black material, the sides were black satin, the back was cut very low, and was again made. I was glad to get inside the camper truck, it was quite luxurious Maple veneer all fitted very comfy,I perched myself on the end of a sofa seat."your dress is very wet, Would you like to dry it" Julian enquired.Immediately before I could answer Omar had the zip down leaving gravity to do the rest.Leaving moi in my satin peach french knicks and matching satin Cami sole and tan seamed stockings."It will dry on the radiator in no time" said Omar.When he came back from the radiator he sat next to. She just couldn’t keep from helping out. Then again, she bought a new dress and shoes for herself, too. When I tried on the dress, I nearly fainted. You could see almost all my titties hanging out when I bent over. And the dress was real short, too. I told the girl that I couldn’t wear this. What would people think? But Eleanor and her said it was what everyone was wearing and I shouldn’t worry about it. They said I looked real good in it. I wasn’t sure they were telling the truth until Eleanor. At sixty-three I was probably the youngest member of that community. Sarah was closer to seventy-five but she really took good care of herself. I had seen her out riding her bicycle, weeding her flower garden, and in nice clothes.I asked, “What brings to down this far?”Sarah replied, “No one ever comes down here and I can skinny dip without getting caught.” She thought that over and added, “Until you moved in, that is.”I said, “My offer still stands. Come out and I’ll give you a ride to.