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Dear Lorraine,
Thank you so much for your kind and inspiring answer! The woman with the 'red gaberdine raincoat' is to be found in 'the shop', under Nostalgia. There she also wears the hood with the buttoned flap.
I am quite sure that my switch had already been thrown by the attentions of Marian's mother, although at the time I found it still mainly embarrassing. But an occasion that made a lasting impression was when the three of us, so including Marian's Mum, went to the shops on a rainy dark afternoon to buy some school books. Before anything happened to us, her Mum put on a beige colour raincoat and over that a blue plastic one. Both were buttoned up to the top and then she focused her attention on Marian who was wearing the gabardine I described in my earlier letter. The whole ritual of putting up her hood completely, with the yellow scarf was performed and then it was my turn.
While pulling the strings of my duffelcoat hood and knotting them, she already announced what was to come to the spectators. Ever since I have loved those kind of 'female' moves she then made: pulling her hands to the shoulders and pulling the hood, putting the collar a bit higher, chin up, then the flap to the other side, buttoning it up really carefully, and, finally, folding the hood a bit. There is something very feminine to this I find!
And in this case it happened another time: she pulled the hood of the plastic coat on top. That was a bit difficult, so it took a while. It had a wide flap which covered he chin quite well (actually one of those Dutch bicycle coats that were popular at the time). This was all quite a 'palaver' as you can imagine and we stood there just kind of watching. I still remember very well the movement forward of her large bosom when she pulled the hood from the back over her head.
As I said: all quite feminine...
I certainly still have an interest in women who tighten the hoods of their coats or wear tight hoods and also in being 'hooded up' by a woman, but being a bit on the shy side I never managed to get much done in that department. I am intrigued to know what women experience when they dress up like that, or dress me up, and realise the effect. Marian certainly had noticed at least that it had an effect on me and did not let that pass. I actually guess that her Mum may also have noticed something.
Marian was sweet and it all was quite beautiful and very exciting when it lasted. It did kind of initiate me, but as you guessed, it did not last. We grew a bit apart, and it ended when she moved house. Later, I thought I should have continued much longer with her and see where that would have led to. I am sure it would have taught me a lot.
Again, thanks very much and I am definitely looking forward to more hooded coats
(and suggestions where to find them).
Wouter
PS I truly loved the story of Deborah. Would I have loved to meet her in life! I did not know that someone like that existed. It almost answered the question in my letter already... Lots of success with your fascinating site!
W
Dear Wouter
Thank you for telling us what happened - sad in a way, but not, it seems at all bitter... and a really good thing to look back on by the sound of it.
(The red mackintosh you mention worn by Charlie is actually rubberised satin, not really gaberdine. You hardly see any real wool gaberdine in these parts these days - and its diffficult to find any in the merchants.)
No more hood pics have come my way I'm afraid! but I'm still looking...
Best wishes
Lorraine
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