"Jason's face fell. "Oh."Ms. Johnson gave him a sympathetic look and touched his hand. "I'm so sorry, Jason. No one was more heartbroken than the libr...rian at the time."Jason nodded. "Well, thank you anyway, Ms. Johnson."She smiled and dropped her eyes back to her paperwork.Jason suppressed a sigh as he wandered away from the desk. Rather than heading back to the main wing, he drifted towards the statue, placing a hand on one of the poles that held the velvet ropes in place. He raised his eyes. Instead, I covered my breasts with my hands."I shouldn't be letting you do this," I protested."Why not?" What about your wife?" Valerie will enjoy hearing about it." It still doesn't feel right." You are enjoying it, aren't you?" I wish I wasn't, but I am." I'm glad you're enjoying it," Bill said. "I certainly am." He pulled my hands down, and felt one of my nipples. "Your nipple is hard," he said. "That means that you are excited." Is that what it means?" Yes it certainly does." I've never. I was rushed up to the counter where Kara hopped from foot to foot as the cashier wrung up her purchase. By this time Ashley had wandered up behind us empty handed, “Now, why would she be in such a hurry?” She knew the answer of course. “Beats me. Maybe she has to pee,” I suggested. Ashley looked at me like I was an idiot; this from the girl who thought I had come with them for the ice cream. Kara suddenly seized my hand again, hauling me out of the store and towards the end of the. For a moment, I did not know which was the front or theback, but I could see that the back was a bit fuller than thefront. There was fancy writing across the front, so I turned them tosee what it said. It said, "Debi's Saturday Panties." I blushed. Thiswas Saturday.I pulled the panties on. The stiff white lace at the panty waist andthe leg holes was a bit rough on my skin. There was also a bra, withsmall gelatine filled inserts for the cups. I sighed, knowing that ifI had to wear girl's.