They stood in the entry looking at me in my towel. I registered various desires and even questions. Yvonne hadn't covered herself because we were alon..., but I was certain she was pulling a towel around her new curves. I reached out to each of those links, assuring them everything was okay, that one of our members had joined us. Any tension eased, but the lusts that had been triggered diminished only slightly. They would have to be taken care of.I retrieved Yvonne's bag and closed us in the. I really just wanted to get this done and off my list of things to do. I was relegated to painting the white circle around the logo. Halle and Stacy did the bulldog. Instead of the graphic one we had for our helmets and jerseys, they made it more lifelike. What took them forty minutes would have taken me a week of lunch periods to produce. I knew I could have eventually done the same, but they had more practice.When we were done, I stood back and smiled.“I think he approves,” Halle said.“Oh. Confidently I gave another voluntary turn but this time he grabbed my ass on the way by. He chuckled and smiled. For a split second I had to decide to react or not, it was momentary shock. I just gave him a coy smile to keep him happy. He really was a letch. The real shock however came next. He had bought my act completely, but said," I like you Robin, a whole lot, so how bad do you want this job?" I wasn't sure what he asking and said, "I'm sorry, I don't follow ya." He continued," I mean what. He came closer and his hands went down my body. He pulled my skirt down so he could grab my ass. I managed to get the skirt off and throw it away with my foot. I was wearing green panties to match my costume. He had me up against the wall. His one hand went down my panties, and his other hand was squeezing my boob through the shell bra. “This isn’t how mermaids does it.” I giggled, trying to be funny, but he didn’t laugh or say anything. It kind of turned me on. He looked good with the scary.