Then I was looking in themirror and my jaw dropped open. I had very pronounced budding breasts.I couldn't help it, I reached up caressing them, squeez...ng them. I letout a little giggle, I was doing all the things I'd wanted to do toTracy Longstien, that she wouldn't let me do.I had my eyes closed relishing the feeling, when I felt another pair ofhands caressing me from behind. "Shhh, let Momma massage some creaminto them for you. They'll feel much better I promise." I leaned backinto her as the. With her. But she didn't. Her assistant, who was beginning to really annoy me, came in and interrupted the meeting at that point.The first wake up bell at 5:30 had roused most of the campers and staff from their erotic pastimes, and so, by the time I had finished at 5:45, most of them had left. I smiled shyly at the couple of campers still remaining, slipped on my sandals and went back to take a shower in my room. I had no idea the spectacle I had put on until I got hauled into Janet's. But there was still a lot of work to be done. She could bewrong, he could deny or being in denial or just call her crazy. Prove wasrequired.In daytime, he would be at work so she would have at least eight hours toset a trap. Subtle, but beyond the point of no return she would have himcomply with her desires. Period! She already prepared her for his denial.I did not touch your clothes, I am not a transvestite or a shemale oh no!Why would you think that, you are crazy, I will find another bed. If this is going to work, baby, you’re going to have to fucking listen to me.” “Yes miss. I’m sorry miss. Please punish me my queen.” I can hear your soft chuckle behind me, and I brace myself for another hit with the cane, that never comes. I open my eyes, which were squeezed shut tight, and open my mouth hesitantly to speak. “M…Miss?” Suddenly you appear, sitting on the stool. Your legs are spread wide, and I can see how wet your pretty pink pussy is. “Eat.” The single word in the English.