I had been working for Ms D'Armond for about six months when my lifewas torn apart. My mother took ill and died. It happened very quicklyand I was tot...lly unprepared for it. Since grandmother had died, shewas the only family that I had and we had been very close, as much bestfriends as mother and son. I felt so alone, as if I had been abandonedin a world full of strangers. For whatever reason, Ms D'Armond steppedin to fill the void. She was there when I needed advice, when I neededto talk and. I knew girls sometimes did this, but I had no idea how exciting it could be. We took each other's blouses off. It was funny how hard it was to take off each others' bras -- we giggled. Then I unzipped her skirt and slid it and her panties off.We both stood naked, staring at each other. There was that beautiful woman I had admired so much and watched make love to Frank and then, Carl. She was tall, maybe 5'8" and had nice C cup breasts, dirty blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. When our naked. I raised up to see if we were about ready and saw Becky and Erica getting their medical bags over onto the blankets.Alisha and Ashley were crawling across the two overlapping blankets smoothing the wrinkles out again while Erica and Becky took some small packages from each of their bags. I recognized the packages the diaphragms come in and saw them with two rubbers apiece beside their bags.They reached back inside their bags and each of them brought out a small round case and a tube of. “You’re the one who asked. I just told you to figure it out!”“You’re not wearing a dress, by the way,” I chuckled. “In case you hadn’t noticed.”She laughed, “True.”“You seem to have an affinity for alligators; you always wear Izod shirts.”“Also true,” Staci agreed. “Your powers of observation serve you well!”“The question is,” I said with a smirk, “what are you wearing under the jeans and shirt?”“That’s a state secret. If I told you, I’d have to kill you!”“Interesting. So don’t tell me. Show.