The laundry was going, I had eaten some crackers, and drank some milk, and I was done. The straps fit comfortably on my shoulders, not putting any weight of the draped garment around my neck. xnx “For what?”
“Well, while I don’t mind you wearing my clothes, much, I think you should get your own. “One minute!”
I was too slow, as Jenny peaked around the corner. She was babysitting for the evening, and my mother was out on the town. A smell of sweat filled the air, and if I had been more experienced, or experienced at all, I would have known it to be the smell of her. A knock on the door startled me. Looking down my bra can faintly be seen through the light weight fabric. Returning to the dresser I pull two sock balls from the bottom drawer, and fill my bra.
