" She broke down again but also pulled me into another hug, the best yet, we both felt the love and friendship we shared and both felt even stronger t...owards each other as we cried happy tears.We both slowly parted, I looked into Amy's eyes, seeing right into her soul. I raised my hand to gently wipe the tears from her face. She reached up and held my hand to her face as she leaned into it. She then raised her other hand and placed it against my cheek. It was then I realised that I loved her,. With a snap, it disappeared. He gripped each side of the split and yanked. The material ripped all the way up. When he let it go my beautiful $1400 dress hung on me like a rag hanging from my neck.Clutching the material just beneath my breast, he yanked down hard. My head dipped down a little as the cloth resisted, then the fabric behind my neck gave way. I stood there in high heels, silk stockings, a garter belt, and French panties. I covered my bare breast clasping my hands together like I. ‘I’ll be back in a moment. Some of these will be a little snug on the ribs. I’ll grab new ones,’ she added, grabbing up the non-sports-bras and wandering out. Suddenly, Pat felt more than a little self-conscious. ‘Do you really . . .’ ‘Yes, I really need to be here. Besides, it’s not like you’ve got something I haven’t seen before,’ she added. It turned out, she was wrong. For one brief moment, she saw Pat in the buff. It was a sight to behold. ‘What?’ Pat asked, pulling up a pair of. Their eyes were locked on each other's for what seemed like an eternity until she mouthed the word, "Hi."He shook his head and his smile deepened. A warm blush appeared on his cheeks once more, which surprised her. A handsome man like him blushing because of her? He silently mouthed, "Hello," and appeared to be captivated by her. She knew that she looked good but felt like the most beautiful woman there, with his attention washing over her. The fact that he blushed gave him a boyish quality.