How do I begin? The triangle wouldn't cover a playing card. Three thin strings on each side stretched tight to hold it in place just barely covering h...r mound. Normal panties would have a gap from her mound to her hips but these panties hugged that mound. I wanted to hug that mound. And because she was so thin, her mound and her breasts both seemed larger, more pronounced. I wanted to be those panties. I was jealous of her panties. My eyes didn't know where to go. Although she walked past me. I put on my plaid pleated skirt, warm tights, boots, and a lightcashmere sweater and drive our car to the tenant in Sch?neberg at theagreed time.An elegant lady of about 40 years opens me and asks me in for tea. Sheadmits that she visits men more often, she must pay off debts that herdivorced husband made with his construction company. I am sorry for her.I offer her a shop apartment, just around the corner, to use for herlove services, then she does not have to serve the guys in her. Looking myself in the eye I told myself that this is what I want to do, and I may never get another chance. I undo my bra and drop it to the floor and slip my fingers inside each side of the waist band of my thong and I freeze again. I hear their voices and a though flashes across my mind, can I do this?I take a deep breath and push, letting my thong slide down my legs to the floor and I step out of them. I stare at the naked girl in the mirror and try to picture her as one of the girls from. Cheryl and I walked to the park alone, both of us made up as sexy asMom would let us, and we both wore a swimsuit under our romper suits,mine one of Kelly's old ones. I saw Jack, and he saw me. He had grownquite a bit, and in his speedo suit he was lifting weights, sweatrunning down his back, and as his muscles swelled I held my chest outjust a bit more. Cheryl watched me and smiled. "Careful girl, if he everfound out about your little secret he would tear you apart!" I knew shewas right, but.