Well if that"s the case I suppose you should see it she said. She then slowly undid the buttons on her blouse, giggling as she went. Do you like what ...ou see, she asked. Still unable to speak I just nodded, she continued with the buttons, Her blouse was now open and her ample assets were on show, I gasped at the fullness of her breasts and asked her, "can I touch them, of course she said, and with one swift movement lifted the front of her bra and her breasts were now in full view.My hands were. I turned it over in my hands. It was a simple enough note, written on plain white paper. “Wash your hands well and vote no on the impeachment. “ It was signed “Ellie Hines.” There was a return address on the envelope, for “E. Hines” in Arcadia.While I read this strange missive, Cheryl opened the second envelope, and shook out a second bar of soap, with a similar message. I took it and set down the first note, which was grabbed by Fletcher before I could stop him. The third bulky envelope. Arlene was my next door neighbour in our close and was 23 years old (8 years older than me) and her and her husband had not long moved in next door to us. She was tall with long curly ginger hair and not slim but not fat and had a lovely figure with lovely legs and she often wore tights (pantyhose) and stockings (as a lot of females did in the mid 1980's). She was very friendly and got on really well with my mum so they were often in each others houses for chats and cups of tea etc so i got a. I didn’t even know how it was to work. Would we wear underwear? Will she wear something sexy or big pyjamas or join me in the shower? Do we kiss, or hug or chat? How would I broach the idea of condoms? What would she think of my personal pruning, too much, not enough? I’m fairly sure Tracy was the first under the sheets. I do remember a bit of fussing with the linen as I got into bed, probably to hide my erection in some farcical attempt to pretend I wasn’t excited. I don’t actually.