Abbie can’t go to the party dressed like this!

Abbie walked boldly across the lawn, back to Bellevue House, the warm spring breeze blowing through the light cotton shift that constituted all that she was wearing. Her large breasts danced beneath its hardly constraining material. The skimpy hem swished about her thighs and ass. And the air was cool about the teenager?s moist pussy.

She had expected to feel embarrassed, exposed, but instead she felt liberated, free. Although, not walking fast, Abbie suddenly realised that in her bold strides, John Ray and Pearl were no longer with her. She turned to see where they had got to. John Ray, she realised, was not left behind at all. He was deliberately lagging just a few paces, so that he could watch her swaying panty-less backside. Abbie gave him a knowing smile.

Pearl was some distance back, having retrieved Abbie?s basket from the gazebo, so Abbie decided to wait for her. John seemed somewhat disappointed that his show should have ended so soon, so with a glance back at the House and a wicked smile, Abbie performed some star jumps for him. The old man?s eyes lit up, but Abbie had to stop fairly quickly, because her tits were beginning to ache and she was in danger of getting two black eyes.

When Pearl caught up, Abbie took the basket from her and they walked back together. John hung back again and, seeing him there, Pearl wickedly hitched up the back of her light summer dress, much to John?s obvious delight.

As they drew close to the house, they could see Frank shuffling around in his Easter Bunny outfit, waiting for the party to start.

?I can?t go to a children?s party like this!? hissed Abbie. ?I don?t have any panties on. And this shift exposes too much!?

Pearl examined the eighteen year old critically.

?Hmmm? Well I still don?t think there?s anything wrong with the shift, but you can borrow a pair of panties from me, if you like.?

Abbie was just about to protest about wearing granny-pants, when she remembered that those would be the last things that Pearl was likely to have in her drawer. Gratefully, she assented.

Pearl and Abbie left John to go into the party, whilst they went to raid Pearl?s lingerie drawer.

As they entered room 5, Pearl tossed her light handbag on to the bed and ?Carl? rolled out. Abbie sat on the bed and gently stroked him, whilst the old lady rummaged through her drawers.

?I still think I?ll need to get some clothes from home, if I ?m going to go to this party,? mused Abbie. ?I won?t miss much if I?m quick.?

?Suit yourself,? said Pearl. ?Although I?m sure that one of the ladies here would lend you something.?

?Do you think so??

?If you rewarded them,? smiled Pearl. ?I would, but I?m the wrong shape. But I can lend you some panties at least. Here you are, my dear.?

?Thank you, Nana Pearl,? cried Abbie, jumping up and kissing the old lady.

?Of course,? said Pearl, noticing what Abbie had been doing with ?Carl?, ?if you are happy to wear that shift, you could spend a little time fooling around with an old lady before the party begins??