Amy stopped what she was doing. "OK. So that means we just tighten it ateeny weenie bit more. When you're used to that, we can tighten itagain. That w...y, you'll slowly acquire a perfect figure."The ladies pulled again on the strings and I felt my waist shrink a bit."Whew, that's snug!" I said and they stopped."Very, very good. This makes you look a little coquettish. And the morewe narrow your waist the prettier you'll feel," Amy said."Now we'll help you on with your stockings that get held up. I was looking only at Emily, or I would have seen it earlier.“Ahem.”We looked over to find Sue standing over us, still nude, hair wet and fists on her hips.“Oh, hi, Sue.” I said. Well, what else could I say? She caught us red handed.“Hello.”“H-how long have you been there?”“More than long enough.”“Oh. Um, how did you find us?”“They were complaining about you two on the other side of town. It seems some people are trying to sleep and you woke them. So, how was he, Emily?”“Um, good.” Emily. This time I wore the same denim skirt, a red sweater, tan pantyhose, and black low heel pumps. I walked up the street the other way, made a right turn walked up a block, made another right and headed for the beach. Along the way a car kept driving by me. The driver kept talking to me and I would not make eye contact. he offered me a ride, and I squeaked out in my best/ worst female voice "No thank you, I am almost home. He was trying to pick up on me thinking I was a hooker or something. Being. " Don't forget mother/daughter," demanded Justy, pulling down Molly's top to feast on her succulent breasts.ArrivalMolly adored Fuerteventura - on holiday with her mum Justine after the grueling GCSEs - topless sunbathing all day, dancing, and drinking long into the night.Ever since she was a little girl, Molly had collected glass beads to adorn her clothing.Now that she was old enough to wear a proper tie-sided thong bikini, she threaded one bead onto the tie strings for each sexual conquest:.