Look at my breasts.” She looked at me and saw my nipples poking through myblouse. I unbuttoned my blouse and opened it… lettingher see my ...aked breasts. She stared at them and Ibrought her hand up to cup one and she shuddered withexcitement. “It’s okay, hon. Feel them for me. I like it whenanother girl plays with them.” She hesitated but then began squeezing them and rubbingmy nipples. I reached over and put a hand under herjersey and felt her budding titties. She. I walked slowly and confidently to the water's edge, in the middle of the bay. The mysticism of the island seemed to be at its height, lending me a bravado that perhaps wasn't warranted. Whatever, I stood alone, waiting for my first sight of the marauders.I watched as four longboats swept round into the bay. I gulped. Four boats. Three, possibly four, hundred Vikings against forty. Had I bitten off more than I could chew? The men in the boats finished pouring the oil on the water and rowed for. I looked again at her stretched out on the bed face down and couldn't help the devilish smile that invaded my face and the wicked thoughts that passed through my mind. "Right I need to turn you over so I can massage the front of your thighs," I said lifting the towel and re-adjusting it on her thighs and waiting for her to replace it in its original position and turn over. She turned over onto her back with the towel now covering her breasts. Now her beautiful body was stretched out before me. ” Ronnie giggled like a school girl. “Really?” she asked shyly. “They sure look sexy on you.”As I looked at our collection of garter belts, I added “You can go with black for the classic naughty look, or white for innocence, or a variety of pale pastels or bright “fuck me” colors for effect. Let’s start you with this black garter belt with a matching bra and panties…”Ronnie accepted the set that I selected and handed to her. “The trick is to put your panties on last, overtop of the garters. It.