My hair was long, so she schooled it up, and push it over my shoulder so it hung over the front. As she did so her fingers brushed my neck, sending sh...vers down my spine. The shop assistant looked at me in the mirror and smiled.She got her tape measure and put it around my back then around to the front, as she did so her hand lightly brushed across my nipple. It instantly hardened and felt a little embarrassed. She raised her eyes to me and said it was chilly in here. I felt grateful to her. She stopped at the door to his building, her hand frozen inches from the call button. "Is this the right thing to do?" She knew the answer, she knew that she shouldn't be here but she closed her eyes and pressed the button. She heard a click, "Hello?" She said weakly expecting to hear his voice, but instead the door simply buzzed, allowing her to enter.She took the elevator to the sixth floor and nervously walked to his door. It opened as she raised her fist to knock and there he was. She drank. On top it has a pad running down the center and on each side of it more of the same rubber mat that covered the stall floor. The pad was meant as a non slip surface for what was about to take place.I was standing there awaiting the guest of honor. A heavy black and green plaid flannel shirt tied under my firm 34C breasts. I was naked except for the socks and heavy hiking boots I had on. Despite just a hint of chill in the barn I was flushed with excitement and quite warm. Especially between my. Yes mother!Other than my parents and dad’s sister Mildred and her husband I didn’t know anyone there. Soon Cousin Mickey found me and took me to his room to hide. His mother had basically confined him to his room but she had provided him with plenty of snacks to eat and soda to drink. He had a television set in his room too with a DVD player. Of course he had a computer. He even had his own bathroom. Wow! Was he ever lucky! We only have one bathroom in our house.The party sure got off to an.