I was just putting away the pool cleaning equipment when I heard the patio door slide open. From the garden shed I watched Andrea and Tim walk to the ...ool. She was wearing a tiny yellow thong bikini bottom and that's all. Her perky little thirty four b cups we're uncovered and the nipples rock hard. Tim had on a Speedo and it was easy to see he was extremely well endowed. They each laid out towels on the lounge chairs and soon were laying flat on their backs soaking up the sun. Andrea often. I returned to her monitor while she went to 'get ready'. I didn't know what that meant until she returned and I saw her standing in the hallway. She was just wearing a sexy matching set of black lace bra and panties. I was certain that I had not seen these before. She looked absolutely delectable. I could see a lot of pinkish skin beneath her bra but her nipples were largely hidden by the lace pattern. Her panties concealed everything in the front, but when she turned around to show me her. “You gonna talk again?”Sushmita shook her head as much as the hand on her mouth would let her. She heard the metallic ring of a blade drawn from the utensil drawer next to her hips. She felt cold steel for the second time as the blade grazed her stomach. She winced again, not sure what to expect.”Whores don’t wear clothes either.” Sushmita heard a ripping sound and felt the cool air of her apartment on her legs. Her nightshirt was being cut off her body. In a moment, her breasts were exposed to. My name is Clare Gillard and I wish to speak with either Sir Peter or Lady Valerie; I don't have their private com."(Morg did; but he was off watch, sleeping[?]. Clare was being considerate.)"I'll put you through to his Secretary. Hold please." Good afternoon, Wilma Cartwright speaking, Can I help you?" My name is Clare Gillard and I need to speak to either Sir Peter or Lady Valerie as a matter of urgency and I don't have their private com." I'm sorry neither of them is in the office at.