And he did look, seeing her young slender frame porcelain white and nude on his bed wearing nothing but a new pale blue bra and a beaming smile. Kneeling knees parted like she use to, her golden tosseld hair flowing over her shoulder unashamed, proud even he thought to himself. Reveling in the delight that he had seen so many firsts with this girl, and now her first bra, perfectly framing those tiny rose tipped breast that he knew so well. No time does not stand still, but slowly enough to burn this vivid moment forever in his mind, like so many other memories forever etched and although sh... Show more