..that you wanted to see me again. Nowget a picture of yourself with your smartphone and send it to me. Iwant to see as much of what you look like now...as possible. Do itnow."Tamara rose up from her seat and engaged her smartphone's photo app.She figured a shot of her mirror image in the office's bathroom wouldbe ideal. She just stood in front of the mirror without making anykind of a pose, and clicked a shot of herself. As the photo appincluded an option of sending the resultant photo to a. In my favorite pair of panties, as if the earlier weren't enough."What the fuck!" I yelled, my jaw hanging, he spun, and I noticed the tip of his cock poking out of my panties. I tried to calm down, "why are you in my panties?" But, he decided to be a smart ass, and replied, "why are you naked?" I nearly smacked him. "I have a fucking right to wear, or not wear, my fucking clothes. You do not." I walked in closing the door behind me, my mind made up."Do you like how they feel, Will?" I asked,. Of course, having removed their dresses and Hailey her top in preparation for resuming more normal dress there was no need for them to remove their bras as well.In fact, their shoes probably would have been a more important item yet the three stood there in shoes that enhanced the appearance of their legs and stockings that made them even more interesting. I struggled to even lift my eyes to their bare breasts."How long have we got?"I looked at the clock. It was 9:15 and we had to be home at. All he wanted to do was sleep. He had been promoting all day and had gone straight to the airport from there. Chase was exhausted, but he couldn’t be rude so he put on a brave face and followed Bates to his room. ‘Dinner will be served in precisely 28 minutes sir. I will have someone waiting here to escort you to the dining room. The dinner is not formal tonight sir, so just wear something casual.’ With that, Bates turned and left Chase to get ready. Chase smiled to himself. Casual to these.