My first stroke of good fortune happened with my young neighbour,we were around the same age,of similar height & a happy go lucky in disposition....she of wavy sandy blonde tresses...coquettish smile...pretty as a picture....charm those striped pyjamas of a zebra...things were on the move & so were my pants
Although she attended another school,not that it was ever likely to be a determining factor...we had played together many's a time...from weekends & through primary school daze...we'd frolicked away swimming together in the dams just over the hill behind our homes..upon alighting the water reveals exquisite pubic outlines through soaked panties....more noticeable as she'd adjust the elastic waistband by pulling them up....change was in the wind....Just in case you may wonder I was already aware of a young ladies plumbing amongst other delights.
Freestyle swimming I'd deduced brings one in close proxity to anatomical diversity....backstroke was even better...pawing over books & illustrations is one thing...but face to fanny tops the lot & wet undies cling
My interest was exacerbated by her "budding" charms as well as her natural effervescent easy going nature...Prior to that we'd played fairly innocently at each of our respective homes...as neighbourly children do...knew each others bedroom schematics & they were also immediately opposite to one another, only separated by a concrete dividing fence...not sufficiently high enough to obscure one's view...& also was the means of how I'd first discovered her "budding" attributes one balmy spring evening....sitting upon that fence staring down her open neck floral print blouse as she leaned through her bedroom window....how wickedly convenient !!...plus such enticing buttons deserved closer attention...heaven had arrived !
Both families had rather neat cubby houses in which to while away our childhood games...like rummaging through toybox's....from playing house to Doctor n patient was only a step away....Books & manuals from my mothers bookcase gave a pretty good indication about the lay of the land so to speak...To put it into practice however clumsily another matter....improvised articles stored in cupboards... rubber underlay sheeting if needed...which wasn't !!...as much as I would have liked but not to be
Kitchen utensils like funnels as a hearing instrument....our own linen press/ hallway closet provided the white enamelware emesis basin & dark blue rimmed wash bowl...puffer bulb (air) as used in film dusting...a round semi flexible reflex hammer...sheet rolled cotton wool... plenty of cotton gauze wrap...square folded gauze wrap...Elastoplast tape as makeshift strapping adhesive...not to leave out my fave ole fat Parker Pen reserved to come to the fore & serve as a "make believe" delectable probe...pity about that one as it only saw duty secreted behind cute cotton panties pitched up like a tent
Admittedly she felt embarrassed about...so didn't push my luck there...still the visuals were rather effective all the same...those I had a couple of that served the purpose on other night shift duties....cum proclivities....aided by Vaseline that helped with growing relief issues. Such irony attached to the name of PARKER...for Colonel Parker a tasty morsel to be had...and then Parker Pens a treat delivered at the other end
Fun filled times of carefree existence...no real clue as what playing doctors n nurses was really about...just pubescent inquisitiveness & figuring out what went where...oh ! & that other friend of which I had become fondly attached was letting me know there were hard times ahead....lovely moist muffin & her attractive insertable qualities were butt a dream not yet realized
Never found myself in a predicament that would be nigh on impossible to explain away...not so close to home in this instance....cut it pretty fine though...which happens when ya up to dubious deeds...the auditory senses somehow take a hit in sailing close to the wind... when opportunity presents & conditions are right...or fit to a T...like parents out all afternoon....cum on over !!
DISCLAIMER : Items stored within glassware canisters containing products such as Betadine, Condy's Crystals, Iodine, Magnaplasm, Phenol,smelling salts, + thermometers, cat gut & surgical needles were not to be played with unless knowing what to do with for obvious reasons....My mother always had at hand some rather choice "stock"...& all of our family knew to respect goods of a medical nature...so that was understood !...didn't always work out that way as there was one white enamelware canister that I had become familiar with & not to be reckoned with either..lol...it too was years away before it's optional function cum duties took on another flavour