All the girls decided the dresses wouldn’t have looked half as good without her help. Sandra had helped the other girls put up with Tammy’s grippi...ng by telling them she was just like the dressmaker her sister had. Plus, she just wanted them to look their best.Debora also tried to be nicer to Tammy. She had a feeling that no one had asked Tammy to help before. She knew in spite of the bitching the woman actually enjoyed helping make the dresses and making sure they were beautiful. She even did. She had told Claire to stay in school studying and not return home before she got off from work. The girl was a real handful now that she had passed puberty but she was truthful and obedient to a satisfactory degree. The pretty seventeen year old was sitting on the cement steps of the school with her legs drawn up so high that anyone on the sidewalk could easily see her smiley face panties under her short school uniform skirt. She seemed blissfully ignorant of the little group of nasty boys who. Over the next 2 minutes It was 100% obvious to me that Terry had indeed seen me on at least 3 occasions maybe more as he described my initial clothing and where I was and what I did, etc. One of which had definitely been only last Sunday afternoon. He’d also told his friend that the first few times he’d ‘seen me’ I had some pussy hair, but the last times I was now bald. OMG! Yes he had really seen me!I became a bit flushed and I was surprise to find myself becoming more than just moist at the. His dinner was waiting in the kitchen, so I didn’t expect to see him for a while. I hummed softly to myself as I bent over to reach the base boards. Hands settling on my hips startled me into giving a small shriek. I turned, surprised to see him standing close beside me. His jacket and tie were gone, his shirt untucked and the top two buttons already undone. A faint five o clock shadow dusted his cheeks and I turned away before I could lose myself in his eyes. He was far too handsome for my own.