"Pam. I can't believe this, but I'm all shopped out," Helen laughed. Both women clutched bags with new purchases, mostly for Helen."Helen, I know, but...I see one more place we need to go." Suiting her actions to her words, Pam took Helen's hand and pulled her into a store that specialized in woman's clothing of the more intimate kind. Helen protested, but rather feebly, as Pam led her to one rack after another in search of different outfits. Spurred on by the younger woman, Helen purchased. Pulling the material of her shorts to one side revealed most of an ass cheek and plain knickers. I was focused on keeping my hands close enough to the edge of her clothes so that I could get clear in case of emergency. The situation was overwhelming as I realised i was shaking with excitement/ fear/ anticipation. My fingers fumbled in an effort to get beneath the material barring the way to one of my ultimate fantasies. I was highly inexperienced this being my second opportunity to get close. "I just saw you run out of the theater suddenly and it looked like youwere in trouble. I am Sam...antha by the way." Cathy noticed the smallpause between the two syllables but thought nothing of it. Samantha thencontinued, "I don't know how to approach this topic, so I think I will gointo it with full force." Samantha breathed in and then with hope startedagain. "Have you noticed any weird changes lately?" Cathy's left eye wasraised at this but she tried not to show her hand, Samantha thought. Stranger: hiMe: hey kaise ho? Stranger: mast hai ap bataoStranger: n happy deewaliMe: oh belated happy bhai doojStranger: hmmmmStranger: sahi hai broStranger: to ap kahan se ho?Me: I’m not your bro by the way yoo seem to be very haara hua typesStranger: why u r saying like this?Stranger: okkkMe: why ok?Stranger: accha wht is your name Me: SheenaMe: You know that’s fake rightStranger: hmm I know bandiyan apna sahi nam nahi batatiStranger: koi gal nahi jiMe: Are you PunjabiStranger: But why it.