Stripped of her previous feelings of her illicit, hidden but beautifullyrestraining and luxurious feminine underwear she felt that something wasmissin...g. The feeling that it was only she who knew!Now that she was wearing obviously feminine and clothes on the outsidewithout those inner hidden feelings she felt suddenly exposed.She felt suddenly aware that her open collared fitted blouse was onlyworn by the checkout girls and that her trousers were so femininely cutthat they could never be. “Afterward, and I have to admit that I was a bit out of it at that time, I can’t even begin to count the orgasms…”“Oh, I know that feeling,” Amarika said as both women beamed knowingly.“Well, Jeremy showed me that he had taken some photos of me when I laid in bed, and I had so much delicious cum on my face and chest. I mean, I had an inkling when I saw the size of Maurice’s balls, but wow.” Katrin again tenderly bit down on her lower lip.Without even thinking, Amarika ran the tip of her tongue. No matter what I decided to do, she would findout, she always did, so maybe Nancy was right; maybe I should just talkto her. When I rejoined Janet, she and Ron were drinking coffee,waiting for Nancy and I to reappear. We stayed a while, then, on theway home, I decided that I really should tell my mom what I had beenholding back for years. It was a huge gamble, filled with somedecidedly dangerous issues, but in my heart I always knew that the daymight come, and after talking with Nancy, that. She told me to bark like a dog. I did while she giggled up a storm. I won the next hand and asked her to rub her tummy and pat her head. It was comical to see her try to co-ordinate her hands. It was my turn to laugh. While she was trying to do it I noticed that her skirt was riding up her legs. It was getting closer to me being able to see her panties again.She won the next hand and shyly asked me to kiss her. Now this was getting into uncharted waters if you will. Things were heating up and I.