I thought about taking a shower with Lisa and started weighing the cost versus the benefits. With a sigh I nodded. ‘Oh, hell. Let’s do it.’ Cros...ing my arms, I pulled my shirt off over my head. Lisa’s eyes were drawn to my breasts and I could see her eyes dilating. The little gold rings piercing my nipples glittered in the light. They were stiffening again. ‘Doesn’t that hurt?’ she asked, tentatively touching one with her fingertip. ‘Not as much as the other ones,’ I said with a lop-sided. Leah didn't have much in the chest department, but the Brazilian blood coursing through her took good care of her ass. And what an ass it was.Marie sighed. It was a shame that Leah was only into boys. A total waste, she thought, observing—admiring—the roundness and plumpness of her friend's behind. A lot of the boys in their high school talked a good game, but Marie doubted they would even know what to do with her. Marie imagined doing several naughty things to her, things that the boys. Sharon started to notice my discomfort as I gripped the lapel of my blouse and started to fan it trying to get some cooler air circulating under my clothes. “Take a dip in the pool if you're getting to hot, Becci," she said."I'd love to, but I didn't bring my costume," I replied."Who cares about a costume. You're wearing bra and panties. They are almost a bikini. Strip down to them and jump in," Sharon said."If I could I would," I replied, "but I'm not actually wearing a bra." In that case just. So now, you have to create a big disturbance, just so you can go out and smoke some more."Others in the audience were clearly surprised. A low murmur among them began to get louder as she continued to lambast the unfortunate patron. This continued for almost five minutes at which time, Connie finally stopped her verbal attack, stood quietly on the stage for a minute, and then looked sternly at her audience, "Alright, that's enough for tonight. I'm not going to take this kind of behavior from a.