I dont mind, he said. Its your house, do what you want. She looked at me and I nodded to her. She then reached down and grabbed the hem of the shirt ...nd slowly began to pull it up, inch by inch. Just as the bottom of her tits came into view she stopped and looked up at Bob. Are you sure? she asked him. He didnt speak and never looked up from her tits as he nodded his head. She then looked at me and raised her arms, dragging the clinging wet shirt up and over her boobs. Once her boobs were out. She turned her head. Four men in a canoe. They looked far too focused to notice anything going on beyond their narrow field of vision, but heads did turn. They passed too fast for her to make out their reaction, but the canoe was followed by another, and another, and another; heads turning in all of them.There was a new surge of excitement, violent, demanding. She’d never imagined it could be this arousing having her most intimate parts viewed by complete strangers. As if he knew, the man sent. He was having a hard time trying to ignore the amount they were spending to get him ready for one dinner party. Another thing he noticed was that Sarah did not actually hand over cash or sign credit card slips; the cashiers simply packed up the purchases and handed them to her - Sarah and her family must be regular customers.Thirty minutes later he and Sarah returned to the clothing store and were met by Raymond who had already picked up the tux. Returning in the car, Sarah talked excitedly. Helped people. She sighed inwardly. One of these days, that was going to land her in a big pot of trouble. ‘My father’s dying and I need to get married within the next week,’ Chris replied, his voice still muffled. For a moment, Cassie thought she had misheard. ‘Your father is dying and…what?’ ‘My father is dying and his last wish is to see me settled with a woman. So I need to get married soon so that he can die happy.’ Cassie listened to all this with shock. Was the man mad? ‘Listen, Mr..