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The colorful tights looked good under the leotards. I stretched out onthe couch and tried not even to think of sitting here again in pants. Icould accept wearing pink dresses now and then. I got to wear the nicethings while babysitting.##The week passed quickly without anything special having taken place.Christmas was approaching, and the hubbub was getting on my nerves. Andthe music everywhere, too.It was Saturday, and like always I had slept my fill. Next came thedisagreeable part. But a bad mood didn't help anything and so I went toMom without a frown so she could zip up the dress for me and tie thebow.Why was girl clothing so impractical? All closures were in back, forblouses, dresses and bras. And far from seldom, often just where youneeded help dressing and undressing.Like this dress. Without help I'd never get it off.I don't know why Mom wanted to see me like this. I appeared rathersilly to myself. But she looked at me again with this strange facialexpression.After some time I. As I pulled away he said “I haven’t been kissed by a pretty girl for years”, I smiled and leaned over and kissed him again, then again, only this time he turned his head and we kissed on the lips, he tasted so sweet and his lips were soft.I pulled away and he smiled at me and I wondered ‘could I’. I moved towards him and we kissed and he opened his mouth as did I our tongues entwined as we snogged gently, I was feeling a little fruity and couldn’t understand why, although I hadn’t had anything lately.Pulling apart he said “That’s so nice” again I smiled, then as we kissed again his right arm came across my shoulders and his left hand lightly squeezed my breast. I let him carry on more about a minute and then I stood up, he looked embarrassed and said “Sorry”.I replied “It’s Ok” as I stood in front of him I took my top off, unclasped my bra, hunched up my skirt and straddled his knees as I sat on his lap, my arms around his neck we kissed and he felt my tits, then I knelt up as my tits.
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