Suddenly, the voices appeared outside the door, as the handle began to slowly rotate.'Bollocks!' I thought, not wanting to be caught half-naked in a g...rl's changing room. I quickly looked around and saw a cupboard where the spare costumes were kept. Quick as a flash, I effortlessly leapt out of the chair and into the cupboard, managing to close the door as two girls entered into the room. I kept the door slightly ajar, so that I would know when it was safe to leave as the two girls sat on. “Once we’re on the valley floor, I’ll work my way around to the left. If you can put your first piece of the bomb here, and the second piece here, and I manage to set my parts up here and here,” she said, marking her scanner’s image, which automatically marked Ann’s, “the bomb should be good to go. The detonation time is already programmed in and we should have time to get in position, set the bomb, make sure its camouflage is working properly and get clear. But we don’t have a lot of time to. Well, it would affect all of us, but you don’t know what it is, yet. It’s critical that you provide input, as we won’t effect this, uh ... call it a ‘policy change,’ without your approval; you, like each of us, have veto power.”“So,” I started, “you two must already have approved this ‘policy change.’”Dad nodded, then waited to see if I’d say more. I raised my eyebrows at him to suggest that he continue.[Oh, to have Rhee’s eyebrow skill.]Dad turned a bit pink, took a deep breath, and said, “We. All of this was captured on my digital camera, and has been viewed by my wife and myself both together and singly to assure orgasms all round. A fantastic reminder of a wonderful afternoon. It turned out that the salesman didn’t have any qualms about joining in or having his photo taken, because he was just doing someone a favour, and watching the shop whilst the owner was at a wedding. Lucky for all involved I think. After replacing her clothes, my wife and I had a quick chat with the young.