He finally got her top off, and started on her bra. They continued kissing as she felt her breasts swing free, which felt wonderful given the heat.He... flexed his biceps, and easily moved her so she was lying flat on the bed, then started kissing her from her lips, down to her neck, then to her nipples. Elly had told her she had quite nice breast, large enough to be a handful but not so huge that they were uncomfortable. Elly’s were much larger, which hurt her back, attracted too much. I hadthe evening dress with apron, a sapphire blue short puffy dress withwhite trim on the short sleeves and sewn in matching faux petticoat. ButI think it was the schoolgirl outfit when I realized I was so girl Ishould probably think about it.That outfit was comprised of a short plaid skirt, very typicalschoolgirl, but a bit shorter then probably permissible since it wasabout six inches above my knees. A plain white shirt, blue blazer, blackleggings, flats and a school tie rounded out the. Takinga shower was a social and communal experience, as Tom had learned butstill hadn't gotten used to.Shelly Martin was already in the shower; as Tom stepped in, Shellyturned, saw Tom, and gave an audible snort of disapproval. She quicklyfinished rinsing her hair, then turned off the water, grabbed her towel,and began to wrap her hair. With a look of disdain, she stepped outsidethe shower and began to dry the rest of her body with a second towel.Tom ignored her display of contempt and turned. ’ ‘Oh yeah, I forgot, you don’t eat much, hardly enough to keep a bloody rabbit alive. A drink then- maybe a coffee or something?’ Boy was I scraping the bottom of the barrel. There was so much I wanted to say and that I dare not. And that I didn’t know how to put into words anyway. Really, I knew that the time for ‘talking’ between Nellie and I, had slipped right between my fingers, several years before. ‘Coffee would be nice. I doubt you’d get a proper cup of tea here.’ ‘No, not something.