“Mmm sir, feels so warm and fresh” Emma said as she pulled her panties up her thighs and then running her hand between her legs feeling the snug f...t and as they put on there skirts pulling up the zipper at the back they were all set to go.As they were putting on their shoes at the door Emma turned to me, “Do you get that bus often sir?” she asked and I had to be honest and say that I didn’t unless I had errands to run, “Mmm sir, that’s a shame” Lee said and I had to give it some consideration. Shevigorously brushed it dry, making me wince and whimper with every cruelstroke. "Keep quiet! Stop your whining," she snapped in irritation. "Mygoodness! You really are a sissy cry-baby, aren't you?" Finally shecombed it out and despite my whining protests, trimmed the ends and thefront with her good sharp scissors. Later I would discover she wasgiving me 'little-girl bangs,' with an effeminate part in the middle.When I saw my reflection, I complained like a sulky child. "Boys don'twear their. I'm an optimist by nature and I tend to look for ways to win rather than how not to lose. Luckily, we didn't have anyone in the room that was really negative. I could see the worried look on Mom's face, but that was natural. I think she was worried I was biting off more than I could chew.My one real concern was whether we could develop enough volume with Audi to make the business a success. While foreign cars were continuing to rapidly gain popularity on the West Coast, it was still an unknown. The smallest size, we suspected, were for mom's friend Cherry, who lived next door. As far as I could tell, Cherry had no tits at all. I'd watched her the summer before in her backyard garden. She was digging up the soil, preparing to plant flowers and vegetables, and was wearing nothing on top except one of her husband's V-neck undershirts.I walked into the yard to say hi. Well, really to get a peek, which is about all I did that summer: try to get views through girls' armholes or down their.