One of the fantastic experiences with silky nylon knickers was when I was 14. I had stayed on a Friday night at my at my mother’s friends house. Our whole family had been put up with friends and neighbors when our bungalow had been flooded and was uninhabitable. My mum’s friend Connie was a big redhead widow around late 30’s. On the Saturday morning I went to the bathroom to wash. I locked the bathroom door for privacy. I was greeted by a laundry basket with no lid and right on