"Oh it's these confounded laces. They've got tangled again." D'you need a hand?" Well I do actually petal but I'm a bit 'au-natural' darling." ('Petal...'was a term of endearment Aunty Bev used on everybody she was fond of.)I paused confusedly."Au- what?" Au-natural dear, it's French. It means I'm naked; except for my corsetthat is." I won't look. I'll close my eyes," I offered. "I'm good with knots." Oh would you darling. That would be just so helpful."I knocked softly and she invited me in.. Buxom yet slim, long straight brown hair and brilliant smile, the first time I saw her I fell in love with her, and couldn’t wait to get home to masturbate to her. (Seriously, I don’t think I waited. I probably stroked off a bit in the boy’s bathroom that day thinking of her.)Because she is so beautiful, so sexy, and so big-boobed, I never felt I even had the right to talk to her. She was always surrounded by older guys, mostly big jerks who were trying to impress her, so I never approached. Her room wasn't ready yet so she changed in the corridor thinking everyone was safely behind closed doors. I held my breath as another moment I had dreamed about for years unfolded less than 6 feet away. There was none of the usual voyeur build up and anticipation. She just got naked. Some people love the build up etc and would consider this an anticlimax, for me it was wonderful. She ripped her jumper and t shirt off in one motion. Before I even had time to consider her bra she was leaning. Mary hugged him after the other kids had left.Thursday was another work day, and Jim and Mary were included. We hurried as fast as we could so that the kids could get home to practice with their new bicycles. I could already ride a bicycle, but Jo could not because of her injuries in the accident. She wanted to try to learn with the kids, so we bought her a bicycle, too. Wow, they ran me ragged as I worked to train all three.Well, wonder of wonders, all three learned to ride by the time school.