Instead, you could see my bare ass.I had accesorized the dress with some long dangly rhinestone earrings, a wide rhinestone bracelet on each wrist, an... a rhinestone anklet.To finish the effect, I was wearing my tallest pair of shoes: black patent ankle strap sandals with 6" metal-spiked heels. They were clearly fuck-me shoes, and thus a perfect match for the dress.There was no chance I would be mistaken for a woman. Dressed like this, I clearly looked like a hooker.I was delighted.It was going. .His room was pleasant. Top floor in the three-story building with his balcony overlooking the famed spring. The pool was nestled between surrounding rocks and a small waterfall fell into it creating the pleasant sound of water in his room. He couldn't wait to feel the water for himself.He slowly lowered himself into the wonderfully warm water, sure to keep his sword and clothes near to hand. You could never be too sure when trouble would arise.The hot water swirling around his body felt good. . well ... ever."Brooke giggled and slipped her hand into mine. "Yeah. Well once we get back home, we'll have a lot more time alone."Her comment started my brain churning. While I'd been constantly thinking about my impending separation from Dawn, I hadn't given serious thought to what would happen between me and Brooke once we returned to Orange County and the real world. In a contemplative voice, I mused, "So ... when we get back, you're still planning to have sex with me?" Of course!" Brooke. Instead of being scared or upset, she got excited. It turned her on. She came to love being watched while dressing, undressing, and masturbating. There was something exhilarating about knowing that someone was looking at her enjoying herself being naked and naughty. As she grew older she grew bolder wearing shorter skirts and tighter tops. Now she rarely wears panties or a bra, hoping that a sudden turn or move could expose her to anyone watching. In high school, Peggy was one of ‘those girls.’.