Now we could share each others clothes. Now we could go to the beauty shop, have our nails manicured and our hair styled while we eavesdropped on wome...'s "mysterious" conversations. When we went shopping I could actually try on the dresses. I envisioned us "girl talking" over lunch, while being flirted with by the waiters and the male customers. If I was her daughter, she would no longer be concerned with being as modest in my presence...since we were both female. We would walk around the house. .. she just couldn't believe the sight before her eyes. There on the grass were a nude couple playing with each other's private parts and one of them was her husband Bob and the other was his best friend's wife Julie, her hostess for the weekend!Janet's eyes almost boggled out of her head... she knew that she should leave, that she shouldn't watch but she just had to. She just couldn't leave!Bob lay tense on the ground with his desire-hardened penis pointed straight up at the pale blue sky.. Can you meet him there?”Vi frowned, setting her mouth in a tight line. Nobody they knew dressed or drove as expensively as that, and no friend would ever come to their front door. The kitchen door on the drive side of the house was their hospitality entrance.Jim opened the front door as the stranger raised his hand to knock.“Can I help you?” he asked.“Colonel Brightman?”“No. There’s no Colonel Brightman here. I’m James Brightman. I own this ranch and I’m a civilian,” Jim answered.“I was told. Richards—I was so in awe of you. I thought you were so pretty and confident and kind. You were—still are—what I want to grow up to be, Emily.”“We’re all growing and changing,” Em said. “You are a completely beautiful and luscious young lady.” Beca gave us each a little kiss and sighed.“Growing and changing. I think that’s why my breasts are so tender at the moment. They grew over the summer and I think they are growing some more. I hope I have breasts as big as yours.”“Your breasts are perfect.