We both laughed. I was engaged in the conversation so I kind of forgot I was standing there in just my panties. I looked for one of my flannel shirts. I pulled it on and started to button it. I started from the top. The one I started with was almost the very top and I couldn't get it.
"Here, let me help," Vanessa said.
As she stood in front of me I wasn't sure where to look. I looked at her face. Since she was taller, she had to look down at the buttons, I was looking right at her. She started at 2 buttons below the one I tried and buttoned to one button from the bottom. I could feel her closeness.
She stepped back. "Now that's adorable," she said.
Again it felt nice that she liked it. After all, I'd picked it out for this occasion.
"All done?" she asked.
I knew she was looking at my
