She pretended to struggle as the other man unbuttoned the front of her dress.The antics of the three spectators failed to distract the stern-faced sol...ier whose task it was to deliver Shona's punishment. So engrossed was he in his duty that he barely blinked when the village woman's dress fell open to her slim hips, revealing pert breasts that seemed over-large for her tiny form. Through a haze of pain Shona saw the uncovered bosom but paid no attention to it: her mind was absorbed by a frantic. .." I could hardly believe my eyes, "Watch this"I began again, pointing down the vale for the youngster. As I recited, the Zibong seemed to stop its endless back and forth motion, as if it was listening. Very strange. I got to the end of the poem and watched in wonder as the Zibong drifted off into the night. Soon it was gone."Why did it do that?" Gaku asked."I really don't know," I replied, "Maybe it is a poetry critic."Gaku chuckled, visibly relieved at seeing the Zibong gone. "Should I stay. They each had firm, upthrust breasts just a little larger than their big sister's, flat tummies, scant little coverings of dark pubic hair, and firm, delicious looking bottoms. I could tell them apart because, as Karen had pointed out to me, Lisa had a tiny mole on her left breast, just above her nipple. If they had been dressed, I'd have had no clue. They were like two peas in a pod.I'd never seen them dressed. Both had been bare when Pam and I arrived that morning and were introduced to them. “When you leave here you go to first job. No, no,” he waved away the murmured objections from his class, “not summer job, not part-time, not clerk or waiter or whatever, first real job, first job your field, your profession. First job what you study. Be nice keep that job, do well, succeed, no? I tell you now, not all will do. That is reason for this course, teach you things you should know for yourself but even though you so smart, you going have big degree impress you a lot, you probably.