They were watching an old fashioned, from the 60s, dance troupe in surprisingly small costumes. “Second from the right?” Tony studied at and shook...his head. “It’s me silly,” she giggled. “That’s what I used to do before I met Percy, I danced,” she told him mentioning her deceased husband. The lad raised his eyebrows and swallowed. She said “Fast forward...” He did until he was told to start real time again. Now it was a single woman dancing on a stage, in much less of a costume and in a. We both decided that gym shorts, which we both slept in anyway, would be required. I could wear a t-shirt (or not) with gym shorts as the mood hit me to be comfortable. Rose Ann agreed that a t-shirt (with or without bra) and gym shorts would be her minimum wear for comfort out of her room. Other ground rules were set. We could bring dates to the trailer but no disappearing into our rooms to get intimate if the other was home. Light making out on the couch was allowed but all dates had to be. I agreed and to think that I was so innocent that I didn’t even know what she had in her mind.She then removed her nightie fully and I could see a dark patch of black hair between her thighs. I didn’t know what it was and looked at it strangely. She said –“Vicky, you have this thing that grows out and makes you a boy, for a girl it doesn’t grow and so it is like a tunnel. And you can keep that thing in the tunnel like keeping a car inside a garage”. I actually believed her !!!!She spread her. He introduces himself and we chat for a little while. I ask him what he’s doing here at this time of night and he tells me he has done a friend a favour and is now on his way back home. ‘Sounds intriguing!’He laughs and explains he has a breakdown truck and helped a mate deliver a car to have some work done; he did it after work, hence being there at this god-awful hour.He asks about me. I explain I’m on my way to see friends and likewise set off after a late finish at work.We chat and after a.