Fortunately I heard it and sent them both to Theresa's room. I should be having them for the last lesson and I doubt if Roger will mind if they miss w...odwork."Sullenly the girls followed me as I slowly climbed the stairs and went into my room and sat on the bed."Girls, I'm sure you're smart enough to know that I asked for some help clearing this room just as an excuse to talk to you. A chat only, not an interrogation; I don't do interrogations." They nodded. "First though, I really would like. I expect you to keep that bush the way Phoebe and I prepared it for you." It was simply signed "A". I now felt naked wherever I went, no more "second line" of protection under my clothes. I'm sure my braless breasts were often discernable under a few of my lighter colored tops, as my areolas are quite dark and my nipples are in a perpetual state of hardness. Ashleigh continued to "pop in" on occasion to check up on my compliance with our rules. A few times Phoebe came with her. Once. It would hide almost nothing but it would be enough for what I intended it. I went back to the lounge. As I came in Charlotte lifted her head. I held out the diaphanous robe to her.“Stand up, girl, and put this on.”She quickly realised quite how transparent the robe was but valiantly attempted to pull it around herself. She stood there looking slightly frightened and confused.“Your mother has been very disobedient, Charlotte, and that is one thing I will not tolerate. Follow me.”I strode out of. My hands strayed back to her breasts. I turned. My back was soon clean, and I felt her hands creep downwards and she started to wash between my buttocks. It felt strange. Her finger touched my anus. I swayed as my knees almost gave way at the sensation it caused. "My turn."She gave me the soap, and she turned her back to me. I gingerly moved my hands and the soap downwards, and between the pressing flesh. The soap made it so easy. My fingers slid around. I explored. I pressed. I found her tiny.