We were spending each night together in one of our beds, holding each other as we fell asleep. I am not sure which I enjoyed more, the nights that Do...rothy’s back to me, feeling her ass against my cunt as I kissed the back of her neck until she fell asleep. Or the nights we faced each other our breast through our nightgowns touching as her head laid on my shoulder. Or when Dorothy held me from behind and ran her hands up and down over my breasts and stomach.We were rather shy in many ways. He poured the drink into a small plastic cup and handed it across. As he leant over to hand to the drink, the train took a violent swerve across a set of points.The drink spilled all down her blouse.The material was virtually transparent. Jo’s sheer white bra clearly visible beneath the soaking blouse. Her fantastic tits were virtually on show.But the age of chivalry is not dead.Two men leap to her aid. Dabbing the material with paper tissues… no that didn’t really work… loosen a few buttons. My costume was a little more complicated. We went to anactual uniform outlet, but they didn't carry the French Maid outfits.They only carried the more functional uniforms for maids or servinggirls. I so much wanted one of these uniforms. I told Kathy kiddinglythat we should consider getting one for me to get into the role for theparty. She was delighted at my words and immediately said I needed atleast three if I was going to be her maid before Halloween. "Whatever doyou mean by that,. He then asked me to show him something so I went down the aisle with him and he purposely dropped something at his feet and asked if I could get it because he hurt his back so I did. While I was bent over he lightly set his hand on my ass and then pushed his pelvis up to my ass. I stood up fast and turned and handed him the item. He said thank you and said if I ever wanted to see him to chat that I could stop by his house. I said okay but I don't think I will. He kissed me on the lips and left..