Short-ish, very slightly translucent, and tight enough that it showed her unrestrained figure off very nicely. I could tell from my lifelong, dedicate... self-training, that she wasn't wearing a bra and probably not panties either. On second thought, almost certainly not panties, as she would have talked to Claire about the Ducklings not wearing them and I'd asked her not to when we'd talked in the parking lot after school. What a lovely girl!Her lack of apparel didn't go unnoticed by her mother,. .. Eventually, we settled on Kellie squatting over my face while Vickie knelt over my cock. That let me reach both her pussy and her back hole easily; I'm not a rim-job type but I knew it would help open her up. That, and some lube I had lying around, would get me in, I figured.Kellie loved tongue -- front AND back -- and Vickie was a virtuoso; I had to wave her away to keep from wasting a cum in her mouth -- not that it would have been a waste, really... But Kellie's little bunghole was. One of the men said, "Use your left hand and carefully take your guns from their holsters and drop them on the ground."Now there was the break that I had been hoping for. I was almost as good with my left hand as I was with my right, but the bandit didn't know that. Furthermore, my guns were double action, so the hammer did not have to be pulled back with my thumb as was normal for a single action pistol. Slowly, I reached with my left hand for the pistol at my right hip.The holster was set up. I took it to work with me the next day at break I asked her if she recognized the lil girl in the picture as I held my hand over me in the picture. She said yeah that's me when I was about 8 how did you get it . I removed my hand to show her that she was sitting on my lap. The look on her face was priceless. She said she remembers now that she just kept bugging the hell out of me that day. I told her to let me take her out on Friday and I'd forget about how much of a brat she was. She agreed.