She caressed her breasts, long and lovingly, running her fingers round her nipples, which immediately hardened at the thoughts of her hands being his ...ands....... when suddenly there was a knock at the door. She jumped up; guilty; and yet so disappointed that her fantasising thoughts had been so rudely interrupted. She walked over to the door and opened it, to find him standing there, dressed only in a small pair of swimming trunks, his profile proud and confident, somehow at odds with the. It's neat and trimmed nice, only a little curly. It's fun to play with and run your fingers through. I tried the totally shaved look once, at the request of a boyfriend, and it looked cute and all, but wasn't for me. Besides, my breasts are small as it is, I need something to make it look like I went through puberty. Below that is my clitoral hood and my clit. She's pink and small. Normally a little hard to find, I tilt the mirror slightly, and my engorged clit peaks out at me, unable to. I flipped the burka up to find the battery so I could disconnect it. There was a jumble of wires with six inch long 1½ capped steel pipes on a belt completely around her midsection with wires going into them.I saw no capacitors - just a relay connected to the cell phone and trigger. It was wired direct with no dead-man trip. Diya was going to trigger the devices if the two chickened out.It was an amateurish design. The pros added capacitors and an electronic trigger so anyone trying to disarm. I always look up to her and want to please her."You'll have to tell me about it. You know girl-to-girl. I'll have togive you a raise to get some nice work clothes. Girls want to look nice."I kind of blushed. But I think that maybe me and my boss could be goodfriends, which is always good. I knew all that stuff, about looking nice,but being so friendly in front of the other employees!That night was the next mission. Mitch helped me get dressed and readyfor the game. She even helped me with a bit.