“That doesn’t do anything for me, and I don’t see how it could do anything for you.” She turned away from me. “Undo that, will you.” I zip...ed her dress down. When she said nothing else, I unsnapped her bra. Before she could turn around, I had slipped both hands inside her dress and bra. I handled my first bare tits ever while kissing the back of her shoulder. She leaned back towards me. The tits felt wonderful, but the outside of my fingers felt the padding of the bra. Well, I wasn’t going to. There was a cool breeze that felt wonderful as it lifted the lightmaterial of our nighties. We looked like a group of sexy sirens withour hair blowing in the wind and the light from torches surroundingthe balcony flickering off of our faces. Our meal was a light fare ofsalad, lobster tail, and a sampling of roasted vegetables. We drank alight white wine that was delicious. We toasted each other's beautyand became quite rowdy and flirty throughout dinner. I was sittingnext to Candy, with Debbie. Though she was one of the lucky ones. She had to cut out some more expensive things. But it was fine if she had to give up the gorgeous gowns of her youth, she was just the daughter of a Knight and a simple gown would suit her needs as well as silken layers.The Queen had tried to stand up for the people, but sadly the King had left her with child, and hope, sadly the Queen had died bearing that child, children actually, a set of twin boys, the children had survived, though to say they. Nostalgia overwhelmed me, I remembered the elevator of the building I lived in as a child. Back then I liked using it although our flat was on the second floor. “Tomblike thing,” she said matter-of-factly and fixed her eyes on the ceiling. “But it works, that’s important,” I answered. My gaze slid around her figure. She was 5’3’ tall, had nicely rounded forms and cute face. I doubted she weighed more than 110 pounds. Her long black hair spilled freely over her shoulders. The elevator creaked.
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