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Becoming a Teenage Girl - Pt 4 By Ms Annette Nicole Smith ************************************************************************ This chapter takes place on the 27th of December 1986 and covers the events of that day alone. I had turned 14 years old that year and my mother had arranged with her sister to allow for me to stay at their farm at Henty (Riverina district of NSW) for a period of 2 years learning about how to be a female with the help of my 3 cousins. Some minor details have been altered only to protect the privacy of still living people, however with the mists of time covering 25 years since this part of my life happened I may have also forgotten some trivial matters as well. ************************************************************************ The morning light woke me and I could feel a brisk nip in the air even though it was summer. Mum was still asleep and because I didn't want to go roaming through the house and waking anyone up, stayed under the covers. The eventual sounds of female voices made me feel safe to get up and walk about the house. So donning a brunch coat over my nightie and slipping into a pair of low heeled slippers, I quietly opened the door and headed down the hall towards the voices. I glanced quickly to my right and found the bathroom empty so made a quick detour in there to wash and freshen up. The cold water on my face and hands quickly woke me up and a look in the mirror and then a quick fluffing up of my hair with my hands had me looking like a sleep tousled teenager and so I left the bathroom and headed for the kitchen to find Maureen and Margaret standing around dressed and talking with each other eating toast. Maureen's inquiry of me as to how I slept, was answered with a smile and a remark about sleeping like the dead, as I saw the loaf of bread and went over and cut 2 slices before placing them in the toaster and pushing down the handle. "Anybody want another piece?" I whispered, before I checked the jug for water and flipped the switch to bring it to the boil asking what time it was. "No need to whisper Steph, everyone's awake" Margaret informed me. "It's 7.15 and it's been light since 5.30. Dad's out in the barn fixing the tractor and mum's hanging out a wash." "OH" I said blushing at my own ignorance. I decided to get into the swing of things as quickly as possible and hurriedly gulped my tea and toast, before saying I'd better shower and get changed to help out around the place. "Relax Steph" Maureen advised me. "It's your first day here Hon." I didn't want to be seen shirking one of my probable house chores and noted that the sink was filled with dirty plates and cups, so I started to stack them on the sink and fill the basin up, to wash them. The girls left me and I donned gloves and started to wash up the plates. Just as I had finished the washing up and was reaching for the tea towel to dry them, Aunty Poss came through the back door, remarking "Morning Steph?" to which I replied in kind. "We didn't want to wake either of you because we thought you'd both be exhausted from your long trip yesterday" she informed me. I replied that I'd been awake since early light and had been lying in bed to make sure I didn't wake anyone up! Aunty Pos laughed at that and said that the only day they all slept in was Xmas day and that I'd soon get use to waking up before the birds. "Bernadette's going to love having you around to do the washing up" I was informed as Aunty Poss left me to finish off the drying up. Ten minutes later I was putting away the clean plates when a sleep tousled Bernadette came into the kitchen dressed similarly to myself and yawning. "Morning Steph, you're up early" and with another yawn opened the fridge and took out milk. "I'm glad I'm not the last one out of bed" I happily told her, greatly relieved that I wasn't, either! "It's only 7.30" she told me with a yawning reply. I asked her how she slept and chatted with her while she prepared cereal for breakfast before telling her I was going for a shower and I'd see her afterward, reminding her to leave the plates and I'd get back to them after I'd showered and dressed and so headed for the bedroom to get my towels and toiletry things. I entered the room to find my mother stirring and told her that everyone else was up and she could join Bernadette for breakfast if she hurried before getting my things and heading back to the bathroom. I showered and dried off and was putting on my brunch coat when mum knocked on the door. I opened it up and on stepping out let her know that it was all hers, then quickly scuttled back to our bedroom and closed the bedroom door. I decided that shopping today or not I was going to be as comfortable as I could and opening the case I'd packed last and took out a cotton top and a skirt which I knew came down to just above my knees, a slightly padded bra and cotton panties. I sprayed on some perfumed body talc and remembered to put a panty napkin in my panties then put them on, followed by my bra and then slipped my largest sized "cutlets" into the bra. I looked in the wardrobe mirror and after making sure that the bra sat right with no bulges, put my top on and then stepped into my skirt. I hadn't thought about pantyhose, as I wasn't sure about the heat yet. If the rest of my cousins were going to wear stockings to go shopping, I'd put a pair on otherwise I thought, I'd wait and see what everyone else wore. I suddenly remembered that I'd had the chance to see what everyone HAD been wearing except Bernadette and had not remembered what they had on. That was something I needed to quickly burn into my memory I thought to myself! I slipped on a pair of pale blue sneakers with no socks and decided that I looked presentably dressed. I quickly put a small amount of make up on and then left the bedroom passing mum coming back up the hall in her dressing gown with a damp towel wrapped round her head. A door opening to my left had me rushing past just in case it was Bernadette and she was heading for the bathroom and had forgotten about modesty. I scurried into the kitchen and seeing the rest of the dirty plates, decided to finish those straight away. Looking around the kitchen I spotted a wall clock and saw it was 8.00 and thought I'd go outside and check out the place and see if it had changed in the last 12 months. I went through the back door and walked down the pathway. I noticed the washing on the line, noting that there was a fair of it hanging up and thinking that Aunty Poss may have just done the weeks washing. (in actual fact it was just 2 days worth I was to find out later on) Passing the hen's yard I made a mental note to check it for eggs on the way back inside and walked around the back of the large barn. I spotted Uncle Bill working on the tractor and called out good morning to him asking if I could do anything for him and on getting a 'no thanks," left him to it and walked away. I spotted the 2 farm dogs Rover and Lassie (yes she was called that) and walked over towards them to renew my friendship. I was suddenly surrounded by 7 small black and white whimpering balls of fluff racing around my feet. I quickly dropped to down and picked up the first gorgeous one to come to hand and held it up to my face receiving an eager wet tongue welcome in return. "Bear, bears, just watch me walking in all the squares" startled me and made me lift my head up to see Aunty Poss walking up with a bucket of milk and then pouring it into various dishes which had the furry bundles leaving me and scampering for the contents. "They're gorgeous Aunty Poss, how old are they?" I asked to be told they were 6 weeks old. We stood and watched their antics lapping up milk, spilling it as they put their paws into dishes, to eager to care as to the mess they were making racing against the pup on either side to get the most milk they could before it was all gone. I took the bucket from Aunty Poss' hand and walked back with her towards the house, remembering to look in the hen yard for eggs, where I was rewarded to find a couple. Aunty Poss had left me near the hen yard gate and continued on towards the backdoor. So I carefully collected the eggs then headed for the house and came inside to the kitchen and asked Aunty Poss where the eggs were kept. She took them and placed them in the fridge, telling me that I was now in charge of the egg gathering each morning as well as being the keeper of bears! Asking if anything needed to be done had Aunty Poss smiling at me with a promise she'd make out of my list chores to do around the farm for the future and give it to me later on, but because it was my first day here to relax and just enjoy myself. Just then mum walked into the kitchen, declaring good morning and turning the jug on, with an inquiry of her sister if she wanted a cuppa too and further inquiring as to what time were we all going shopping. Informing mum and myself that they'd probably leave around 10.30 to 11, I left them and headed for the bedroom to make my bed and start to unpack. I commenced making my mother's bed first and had just finished my own when a tap on the door found Bernadette asking if she could help me unpack. Having recalled her comments last night I told her I was just about to, when I asked her whose bedroom this was. "It's going to be Bernadette's and yours" I heard my Aunt's voice inform me as she walked into the room with mum and my other 2 cousins. Aunty Poss then told me that this room had always been considered the guest room and storage area but that Bernadette and I could share it and they could then make Bernadette's small room the new guest's bedroom. Bernadette and I smiled at each other conspiratorially as I placed the first bag onto my recently made bed and opened it. Bernadette was beside me eagerly lifting up items and looking underneath at the case's contents as I asked her which wardrobe she wanted. She told me she'd take the one on the other side, which was also her way of telling me that she was also claiming the larger bed she with a smile! "Fine by me" I told her, not letting on I was happy with the arrangement considering she had apparently been against me even being allowed to stay here until the previous night's "girls session." I then went and opened up the wardrobe and found plenty of hangers and took out a bundle and put them on the bed, then went and opened the set of drawers on my side to put my underwear into, noting that a matching set were on Bernadette's side of the room as I now thought of that side of the room and commenced putting my panties in the top drawer and my bras in the next drawer down. Most of them were still in their wrapping and as Bernadette was helping me she remarked how I seemed to have had enough bras for an entire month as she quietly gasped at the colours of my already unwrapped undies as well, turning and reminding her mum that there WAS more then 1 colour of underwear available to wear! "Ooo Steph, your going to corrupt your cousin with all the different coloured knickers you've got" I heard my aunty telling me with a laugh and then telling Bernadette that she could stock up herself at the shops today, which had my cousin smiling and thanking me for dragging her mother out of the 1940's! I was about to put several small boxes away in the 2nd drawer, when Bernadette asked if she could see what was in them, so I handed her one of the boxes. "Oh your cutlets" she remarked as she closed the lid with a smile. Margaret came over and took the box and opened it, telling me that she'd had to use hankies and rolled up tights in her day as she held one in her hand and squeezed and moved it about! "I can't see what all the fuss is about" I told her. "I got 3 of my pairs for free under Medicare although the ones I'm wearing were a gift from a friend of mine called Lois." Apparently women who have mastectomies' have them prescribed for them. My specialist did the same for me when I saw her the first time. Hopefully in about 12 months time they won't be needed any longer! "I've just got to make sure they don't end up being play things for the pups" which brought about general hilarity. A layer of tissue paper halfway down the suitcase quickly had Bernadette removing it and squealing out excitedly as she took out a very lacy and racy garter belt and was holding it up to her mother while reaching for another. "Muuum!" she cried out frustratingly. "If Steph can wear these, why can't I have some as well, and she's got stockings with prints on them too?" which necessitated having several pairs handed around the room to be looked at. "These are size mids" Margaret retorted loudly on looking at the size on the wrapping. "Those are my size and I'm at least 4 or 5 inches taller than you." "These do seem to be much too big for you to wear Steph" Aunty Poss said to me accusingly. Mum then had to explain to them all, that I wore some of them with a stocking clasp on my panties and she asked me to show them a pair of panties with the clasps on, because mum told them, they didn't make print sizes in anything less than mids size. "Hey, that's a neat idea" Bernadette said as she was shown a pair. "We can buy some of those clasps today. I hope though that we can find some stockings with prints on them though. I'll be the ducks nuts among my girlfriends." The printed stockings were quickly forming a closer bond between myself and my cousins. I handed a few spare clasps over to Bernadette and suggested she might like to wear a pair of the print stockings today when we we're out shopping, which had her hugging and thanking me as she quickly sorted through the 5 packs that I had trying to find the ones that she liked the most. "I'm going out on Friday evening Steph. Do you mind if I borrow a pair to wear, Foxy (Maureen) asked me. "No problems here Foxy Loxy" I told her. "I'll let any of you borrow my stuff." I told them with a smile, suddenly realising that with a simple pair of stockings I'd further cemented my girl standing among my cousins. "Mum if they don't have any at the shops in Wagga, you might buy some when you get back to Sydney and I can bring them back with me when I go down for my medicals" I suggested happily. "Stephanie!" I heard my Aunt's voice and we all suddenly stopped chattering. "I may not be able to stop Margaret and Maureen from wearing those, but you and Bernadette aren't even sixteen and I think that you're both far too young to be wearing stockings or garter belts like the ones you've brought with you." I saw mum trying to hold back a smile and be serious, as she watched the look on my face turn from joy to apprehension within a fleeting moment. Mum had to explain to her sister that printed stockings were all the rage in Sydney among girls from 10 to 80! "Everyone's wearing them now days Poss. I've seen girls younger than Steph and Bernie wearing them and with a damned sight less on when they're out walking around" which didn't seem to calm my aunt's frame of mind either! "They're not just some recent fashion trend. They've been around for a while now and I bet a lot of the women around here are wearing them." Mum told her to which her sister admitted that she had seen them being worn around occasionally. "But both Steph and I will abide by your decisions about what she can wear and not wear" my mother told her sister, leaving me without any say in the matter! "I suppose I'm just an old fuddy duddy Sunshine. You wouldn't have brought her those stockings if it wasn't accepted for young women to wear now days" she told my mother. "Perhaps Steph's what we need in this house. A breath of fresh air and besides, we're so out of date in these parts that the Hayes family may become trend setters in Henty" she said with a laugh, to have Bernadette race over and thank her mother and give her a hug. "But if you're father objects, there'll be no further discussion on the matter" my Aunty said, leaving her with the last word on the matter. I took out the rest of the garter belts and packs of stockings only to find that between placing them on the bed and getting them into the drawer 3 of the printed stockings packets were now missing as well as one of my pink satin half slips and one of the garter belts! I turned around to start unpacking the 2nd suitcase only to find that Bernadette had beaten me to it and was laying out the various tops, skirts, dresses and jeans on the bad ready to hang up, excitedly holding up a dress or a top like a dog with 2 tails! She was looking at my favourite sundress which had a beautiful pattern of large gold ferns and silver ones as well through the white fabric. "You'd look nice in that" I told Bernadette. "Like to try it on?" I suggested to her, which had her nodding and quickly starting to pull her top off, which had me screaming out for her to stop as I turned my head away. "Aunty Poss" I plaintively cried out. "Tell Bernadette to go outside and get changed PLEASE, before I get thrown out of this house!" This had everyone laughing out loud. "Mary Bernadette Hayes, have the decency to at least close the bedroom door before you get changed!" her mother scolded her. "And as for you young Stephanie, you're in a house full of women and you're one of us now so I won't ask Bernadette to leave. She's wearing underwear and she'd be showing much more with her swimsuit on, so don't be such a prude sweetie!" Aunty Poss said to me with a smile. Never the less I turned away from her while she was getting changed into the dress and only turned back round as I heard the murmurs of approval to see Bernadette standing in front of the mirror moving from side to side looking at it to see how it moved with her. I quickly grabbed another suitcase which had my shoes in it and tossed it onto the bed and on opening it took out a white strappy pair of 3 inch heeled open toed sandals. Bernadette grabbed then with a squeal and sat on the bed and put them on before getting off and looking at herself in the mirror. "It's beautiful" she remarked to me. Indeed it was, but only because Bernadette had a bosom which was probably about a B cup (I found out later on that I was correct in assuming this) which the cut of the dress showed off to perfection. I told her this, also adding that I was jealous because I didn't have any boobs and needed my largest cutlets to even make the dress look something like how she was wearing it. "Mum saw it and brought it for me. But it's only a sundress and I like to wear it out when I go down the shops or out for a stroll" I told her thinking that the dress although nice was nothing to special, but knew better than to say that to her. I took out my jewellery case and stood behind her and put my diamante necklace around her neck which then highlighted her cleavage. She turned around and showed the others which had her mother get up and leave the room coming back a minute later suggesting that her necklace may suit the dress even better and she took off my necklace and put her lovely emerald necklace on it and allowed Bernadette to see the effect, which everyone already knew was stunning. "Kodak time" my mother cried out, although surprisingly it was still not yet unpacked. Margaret raced out of the bedroom and went to get hers while it was decided that the best light would be found outside the front door. So we all walked behind Bernadette as she led us out the front door where Margaret organised the best position and took several photos. Aunty Poss suggested that we might do lunch at the club in Wagga which was met by cries of enthusiasm. I told Bernadette that she might like to wear the dress today, to not only the silent smiles of approval by everyone standing behind her and remarked that she wouldn't need to wear the stockings because the dress would take away the shock value of the print, which had a smile on my Aunt's face as well as a nod of thanks to me. We adjourned back inside and her mother took off the necklace promising to put it back on her when we left the house to go out. Bernadette this time did not get changed in front of me, but took her old clothes and went back to her bedroom to get changed and hang the dress up. Mum also decided to start unpacking but with the limited space in her bag had only brought a couple of slacks and tops beside what she had worn yesterday, much to the disgust of Margaret! As we waited for Bernadette to come back, I started hanging my unpacked clothes into the wardrobe. With the decision to now have lunch at the club in Wagga as well, I'd already determined which outfit I was going to change into, making sure that it was not as nice as the dress Bernadette was now going to wear at my offer. Mum would wear the same outfit as yesterday but with the pale lilac camisole she showed to Margaret as part of her multiple look outfit she explained to the others. I put away my various shoes in the bottom of the wardrobe leaving my elastic sided riding boots on the floor next to the cupboard, which had my Aunty commenting with approval on the fact that I had at least ONE sensible pair of useful shoes and knew where to keep them! I then tucked my jumpers and track suits in the bottom drawer of the drawers unit, which had extra height to accommodate them. Bernadette re entered the room and walked over handing me back the print stockings and then giving me a hug and a peck on the cheek, quietly saying thank you to me. None of this was lost on either my mother or Aunty Poss, both of whom were showing their own pleasure at the situation they were seeing unfold. The last case to be unpacked was Lois' which I had still not yet even looked at. I hefted the large case onto the bed and opened it to find a note at the top which told me that Lois and her mum were still going through her old stuff and I could expect another suitcase full, while wishing me good luck living on a farm and hoping I'd come back a better horse rider! I laughed and handed the note over to mum to read which she did before passing it around to the others to read. I started to unpack each item holding up tops, shorts or dresses to see how they looked on me. I took out a few pairs of jeans with patterns sewn into them, which drew some appreciative comments from the others. Most of the clothes would either fit me now or I'd grow into them, as Lois was about 3 inches taller then me and just a fraction shorter then my cousin Margaret. As I held everything up to me to see how they looked I then handed them over to Bernadette who put them on hangers and placed them in the wardrobe, which was almost bulging at the sides! Then I thought I recognised the dress that Lois had worn at the BBQ and reached in to take it out of the case. As I did a note dropped to the floor which Bernadette quickly grabbed and read out aloud. "Steph, the dress is a bit long for you at the moment and you'd have to wear a bra with a tissue box full of padding! But I know you'll grow into it and you certainly have the legs to do it justice one day, Love and good luck, Lois." I held the dress up to myself and walked over to the mirror and saw how it looked on me. "I'd need to take the dress up about 5 inches and grow boobs to be able to wear this outfit" I said to the others and was actually about to fold it up and put in with my jumpers, when Margaret stood up and told me to turn the other way if I was embarrassed at seeing her in her undies as she took the dress. I quickly turned facing the other way. "I'm decent now Steph" allowed me to turn around and admire my cousin, who the dress seemed to fit almost perfectly. I thought that even around her bust she fitted the dress, which seemed strange as Lois was far more gifted up top then my cousin was. She walked around and the split in the skirt provocatively showed off her legs as she walked. "Steph I might keep this dress in custody for you for when you grow into it" Margaret informed me as she picked up her old clothes and went back into her bedroom to get changed. "Oh my shattered nerves" my aunt lamented out aloud to the amusement of all of us. "Stephanie, I hope I don't regret my decision to allow you to stay" she said in a firm warning tone of voice, which she immediately dispelled by smiling at me and laughing gaily. She then turned to my mother and told her that she might need to vet some of her daughters friends more closely judging by some of the clothes she'd been given. I turned back to finish unpacking and came across the last item and took it out racing over to the mirror and holding it out excitedly in front of me. I excused myself and raced out of the bedroom headed down the hallway to the bathroom to get changed into the dress. Unfortunately Uncle Bill was just about to enter it but fortunately Margaret stepped out of her bedroom to have me ask her if I could borrow her room for a moment as I dashed past her and into it. I quickly stripped off and started to carefully put the dress on. A knock on the door had Bernadette asking to come in and my shouting to wait a minute until I was descent, which didn't stop her from coming in anyway to see me with the dress pulled halfway up my body and her telling me not to be so silly as I was relatively descent. She stepped behind me a pulled the zipper up and I felt the tightness as she did so. I walked across to the mirror and saw my reflection and I knew I'd changed my mind and I'd wear this dress to the club today instead. The top half of the dress was made of a shiny type of satin like nylon in a very pale yellow with 3 large horses standing in a paddock screen printed onto it while the bottom half of the dress had a thicker cotton material with a darker contrasting yellow giving the appearance of a skirt and top. The dress came down to around mid way to my knees, short but not scandalously so. We both admired it and walked out back towards the bedroom together and entered the room. Margaret then told me that she didn't know if a willy willy (sharp gust of wind often seen in the outback) had swept past her or if it was Stephanie, to the amusement of all. "I'm sorry about that Margaret but I think I've found something to wear to lunch today" I announced to the laughter of everyone. Uncle Bill must have heard the commotion and knocking on the door declared that the chooks must have gotten out of their yard, judging by the noise coming out of this room! "That's a pretty dress you're wearing Stephanie" Uncle Bull told me. "Did they give it to you for half price, because the rest of it seems to be missing?" which had my outfit being defended by all the girls including mum and Aunty Poss and him being told he didn't know anything about the latest fashions to which he laughed at in good humour. Uncle Bill was then informed that we'd be leaving in half an hour and that we'd be having lunch at the club which had him telling us that he'd better hurry and get changed, while the rest of us headed for our rooms to get ready. Just as the hallway clocked chimed 10.30 we stared to gather out the front, after the decision to have us four young girls driving ourselves and that Mum Aunty Poss and Uncle Bill would take the other car and pick up a couple of friends on the way into Wagga, who were waiting for then at Yerong Creek. Unbeknownst to both my mother, Aunty Poss and Uncle Bill, we went out in flat soled shoes to see them off plus Margaret didn't want her father to see her in the dress she had taken into custody for me, in case he objected to it so she remained inside saying she'd be ready in 5 minutes. As the car headed up the dirt road we then raced back inside to finish getting ready. I nipped back into my bedroom and put on the only other pair of good white dress shoes I had. They were 4 inch cork platform shoes, which I had worn several times although I sometimes felt unstable in them as the only safe way to wear them was by putting most of your foot down to the ground at the same time. I teamed it with a small white shoulder purse. Bernadette had my/her 3 inch shoes on, but on seeing my sheer stockings asked me if I had a spare pair, which I clumped back to the bedroom and brought back out to her. Foxy had put on a very chic soft lime green pants suit, which agreed with her shorter and stocky figure. Margaret though swept into the lounge room striding out and purposely showing off her legs as the split opened up around them. She told us that the dress looked silly on her wearing a bra, so she was going without, and indeed the dress really did suit her just as much as it had Lois when she had worn it. We all happily go into the car, with Foxy driving and headed off to try and catch up with the "adults." From Henty to Wagga is 40 miles of sealed bitumen road and the speed limit is 100 mph. (or it was back then anyway) and on passing Yerong Creek we noticed a familiar car turning out in front of us about 400 yards in front. Foxy flashed her headlights to tell them that we were behind them and within 25 minutes we were slowing down to look for a parking spot. Wagga was the largest town in the area for a surrounding 40 or so miles, so with summer, school holidays, Xmas just gone, parking was a little bit harder to find then usual. Foxy pulled into a car spot just being vacated, while Uncle Bill drove on around the corner. A minute or two later his car pulled up beside ours and mum, Aunty Poss and a third woman got out, then the car pulled away and we 4 girls got out and joined them. Aunty Poss explained that the men were going straight to the club and we'd meet them there in about 2 hours, to which I cheekily replied that THAT was wishful thinking, which had all of us laughing at my remark. It was decided to visit the main shopping centre which had GB's in it as well as a host of fashion and shoe stores. Bernadette and I walked out in front, with mum, Aunty Poss and Jenny Black behind us and Margaret and Foxy bring up the rear. We walked (well some of us clopped a bit) into the shopping centre and immediately stopped at the first shoe store to window browse. I excused myself saying that I had to go and powder my nose when in actual fact it was the first day of my menstruation cycle and I had to change my napkin as per my mothers instructions, who also excused herself and joined me, as in her case it was for real. When we returned I found all of them waiting for us outside the next store up. Both I and my mother were use to walking in and trying on a shoe and if it fit and we liked it we'd ask for the other to try on and walk around in. In the country they use to only look in the front window and if it wasn't there they'd just normally walk on to the next store. The same thing happened with the clothing stores. About 30 minutes of this sort of shopping, had me bored. We stopped outside a women's fashion boutique and I decided to walk in instead of looking at the outside. The others called me back but my refusal to leave as I wonder around the racks meant that they all had to come in too. I quickly grabbed a skirt and top and held to up to myself then turned to Bernadette and held it up in front of her. I did this about 5 times, before I found a dress that appealed to me asking Bernadette if she'd hold it for me. Mum was doing the same thing with her sister and Mrs Black. Bernadette, Aunty Poss, Mum, I and Mrs Black found items we wanted to try on and headed for the change rooms, which meant that as soon as we took cubicles, they were now fully occupied aside from the large one at the end which allowed up to 4 or 5 people to use it as a common change room. I was first out and was looking at my reflection, no intention of buying anything, just simply enjoying seeing how I looked in the outfit. I was soon surrounded by mum and Aunty Poss, before Bernadette came out having looked at the garment in the change room mirror and discarding it. Aunty Poss, mum and I meanwhile were critiquing each others outfits to be joined by Mrs Black, Foxy, Maureen and Margaret. Five minutes of arguing the pros and cons of each outfit, had us looking and taking other outfits off racks, even now being joined by Foxy and Maureen. We decided to relocate to the large general fitting room allowing others to use the privacy of a personal room except for myself as I chose to remain private. Having 7 women talking about the outfit of one person and suggesting accessories like shoes or a handbag, can often end in a waste of time, yet today it was actually helping all of us. Eventually mum, Aunty Poss, Mrs Black, Foxy and Bernadette found outfits they wished to buy. Mind you we'd left a rack full of rejects to be put back by the shop staff, but the clothes came to over $700 and back then it was a fair amount of money and a good sale on a weekday. Mum led the way to the register and insisted on a discount as we brought as a group. The lady not having met the likes of my mother before was over whelmed and gave a 10% discount, so that saved near $70- all round. We headed out of that shop, and into GB's. Margaret had been inquiring into a dress or skirt similar to the Lois' dress that she had on, but had so far come up disappointed. Bernadette still wanted a hat similar to the one I'd worn when she first saw me. Mum Aunty Poss and Mrs Black (please call me Jenny, Stephanie) were now starting to enjoy themselves. Aunty Poss was looking forward to getting a few outfits from GB's as was Mrs Black. Anyway this wall of females breezed in to the ladies section and started causing mayhem. Foxy, Margaret, Bernie and myself wondered over to the young miss section and checked out what was on offer. They found printed stockings and quickly grabbed a few pairs each, but also added a couple of pairs of printed pantyhose when I pointed them out to the 3 of them. Bernadette also picked out 3 matching pairs of bras and panties in colours other than white as well as a packet of mixed coloured briefs as well! They quickly dropped everything off with their mother informing her that we were going elsewhere in the centre and on determining when we'd met up and where, we headed out to look at the independent boutiques. The four of us then terrorised the boutiques. Margaret had been watching the looks of men staring at her legs as they walked towards her, remarking how embarrassed she was. I quietly pointed out to her that they were looking at her because she looked "hot" which Bernie and Foxy were quick to agree with me on. So Margaret's goal became trying to find dresses or skirts that had revealing splits in them. I thought that I'd better not point out to Margaret that it was not only her legs that were drawing admiring stares from men. Bernadette was still looking for her bonnet, Foxy was open minded about what she was looking for and I was just enjoying myself. Surprisingly they each found what they were after, with even Foxy buying a few more camisoles as well as a skirt with a revealing split like her younger sister had brought! I spotted another lovely printed top, this time of a tiger's face which I managed to talk the saleswoman down from $20 to $15, and since the others discovered haggling, the purchases were made that much more fun AND they saved money too. The OLDIES, as we thought of them, caught up with us as we were leaving another shoe store and it was decided to head to the club. The 4 of us (Foxy, Margaret, Bernie and I) took all the shopping and headed back towards the car which was 15 minutes in the other direction, while the 'oldies' walked the 10 minutes to the club. We drove to the club, chattering the entire time about what we'd brought and what we thought had been rubbish and after driving around the club car park eventually found a space, parked the car and went inside. With all the walking I'd finally mastered my heels and was now strutting like a catwalk model which I had discovered was the easiest way to walk in platform shoes. Bernie was now glided gracefully along and Margaret who was now over her public embarrassment, using short quick steps which made the split work that much more effectively and showed her legs in an enticing manner. In fact most men's eyes were directed towards her as she walked by them. In the club, people were actually stopping mid sentence to admire her dress AND those legs! Aunty Poss came over to us and pointed out where they were and that we should order lunch and take a table nearby. She told us that four lovely young women didn't need old fogies to be hindering us. This club worked differently to other I'd ever been in. Here all members orders were taken on credit and you settled either as you were leaving or else were sent a bill at the end of each month! Foxy asked us what we wanted and then we went to the register, Foxy showed her club badge and they took our orders, giving them the table number that her mum had given her so they could deliver our meals to us in about 40 minutes. Foxy then went and checked our table and came back advising that we were at a long trestle table at the back, before we headed over to a table nearby the her parents. As we walked to the table various men came over and introduced themselves to both Margaret and Maureen. Bernie was acknowledging waves from girl friends and school acquaintances, as we sat down. Foxy said she'd order the drinks and about 5 minutes later reappeared and gratefully sat down. Our drinks arrived shortly afterwards and while Bernie and I could only drink soft drinks, Foxy and Margaret were slowly savouring Tia Marias and milk. My skirt had risen up quite high after I sat down and I strategically placed my shoulder bag on top of my legs to ensure a fair modicum of modesty. Margaret however was struggling as she'd never worn such a cut style dress before. In the end she had to settle for showing her left leg upto just below her thigh while the rest of the dress draped over her right leg. You couldn't see her panties at all, but your imagination could run wild thinking about them! Friends of each of them came over and joined our little table, each time causing another chair to be added. Numerous guys came across and offered to buy the table drinks, however when they did, it was always Margaret they were talking to when they made the offer! Even Maureen had a few of her old male school friends walk over and offer to buy her a drink. Bernadette meanwhile had about 9 or 10 girls from her school gathered together with her at another nearby table which they had moved to, to avoid blocking pathways. Our dinner table number came up and we watched Mum, aunty Poss, uncle Bill, and the Blacks move over to be seated for lunch, and when a 2nd call came over club intercom, the 4 of us got up and headed for lunch as well. As we approached the table Mr Black got up and held out the chair for Margaret to sit down at saying would the charming Miss Margaret care to be seated to laughter from all of us. Uncle Bill had obviously had a quiet couple of ales or 6! And so was in an agreeably good mood. Mum was already starting to get tipsy, but Aunty Poss had decided she'd drive home so she was only sipping ginger ale. Of the four of us, Maureen had now ordered a soft drink and it was Margaret, who was getting tipsy. "Margaret" her father told her, and I thought, here it comes, the explosion about her dress. "When I first saw you in that dress I had to admit to myself that you'd grown up to be a beautiful woman. The second thing I was going to do was get a blanket and put it over you, because I can't count how many men have come up and talked to you in this club since you arrived." "But if it hadn't been for the number of your mothers friends who have come over and told us how lovely you looked and how much style and grace your showing, I'd have put you over my knee and given you a good old fashioned paddling my girl." "And as for you 2 young teenagers, I can't understand why you're both taller then me at the moment" he said with a smile. But Maureen's still the apple of my eye and thank god she's driving because you're past being tiddly Margaret. I'll keep and eye on you 2 young ladies and if some gentleman comes over and introduces himself, I'll skin him alive!" he said with a laugh. We all had an agreeable lunch, and following a few Irish coffee's and another powder nose stop for all of us ladies, we walked(?) back to the cars and safely drove home. We got back about 4ish and Uncle Bill retired to have a nap. The rest of us including mum and Margaret decided to have a mini fashion parade, but held it down in the lounge room so Uncle Bill could rest. Once back from shopping, Auntie Poss threw off her shackles and proceeded to join mum and Margaret in getting '3 sheets to the wind'. Foxy drove to town and purchased a couple of BBQ chickens and brought them back for tea, before she joined in the festivities. With the fashion parade over and all the adults happily past caring, it fell to Bernadette and I to prepare some baked potatoes and pumpkin, which it was felt by everyone was needed to go with the chicken. I also had to go out and feed the bears that evening, while Bernadette fed and milked the cow. About 7pm Aunty Poss went and woke up Uncle Bill who came out and sat down at the head of the table and Bernadette and I handled the serving of dinner. Afterwards we washed up together and cleaned up the kitchen. Mum and her sister retired early that evening leaving Foxy, Bernadette, Margaret and I to quietly sit down and talk about incidents that happened that day. They also asked me further questions about myself and I tried to answer them honestly, before by mutual agreement we all retired for the night. Hugs and Kisses Stephanie.