The blouse was on the tight side too. I guess its intended recipient wasn’t a double D. It fit me, but only just. There were little wrinkles between... each button where my boobs were straining against the cotton. If one of the buttons went, it would have someone’s eye out. After putting on the blazer and tie, I searched through my hosiery draw for a pair of white socks. “Ah perfect,” I said, as I found two white, knee-high socks. I put my hair in two pig tails and stood in front of the mirror. I. When we returned, the two of us sat down and had a heart-to-heart.Despite the whirlwind nature of our romance, the fact of the matter was that Kevin had been a confirmed bachelor and I was a family mom. There was a great divide between our worlds. We talked about his role as a stepfather. We discussed all the debt I was bringing to our relationship. Everything was on the table, from the hours we kept to the way we spent our money. Life isn't all passion and romance and we both wanted to love. Until now...***************Andrea's cousin's bridal shower "sucked to a nuclear degree" according to Andrea. They had managed to sneak out early, called me, and invited themselves to my apartment. I greeted each with a peck, a grope and a freshly made Margarita."They're goddamned born again druids or something," Andrea loudly complained. "No male strippers. No sex toys. And, (I'm sure this must be i*****l, she noted), NO BOOZE!"Karen breezily agreed with Andrea's evaluation. Then she was off on. Sounds mercenary, I know, but it isn't. We're talking abouta relationship that could and should last you for the rest of your life, soit won't be casual, and it will be very emotional. Might as well start now,right?" "How long have you two been together?" it was rude to ask, but I had to know. "Fifty-three years," she smiled, looking down at him. "I…" I honestly couldn't figure out what to say. It was so odd, whatshe was saying, but it made such sense…and there was that call… "You need to.