As instructed, we all were wearingtight blouses, revealing our protruding nipples, transparent harem pantswith no panties, and soft silk shoes. We als... had to wear a golden beltaround our wastes. Our arms were loosely chained with the belt as part ofa little bondage the matron mandated for us.Farida introduced all of us and told a little bit of history on us to thematron (fondly called as Ammi by harem women). Ammi was happy to see twowhite girls (Noor and I) to join Harem. She mentioned that. The last class we had at the Y a week ago was the flotation device chapter and the night ended climatically for both Fran and me. Tonight was the water test. We only had seven people in the class after two flunked out on the written test the night before. Two girls and five guys were left. Fran had made my job very enjoyable this year by always pairing me with one of the female students to demonstrate holds and releases. Having a nice young tush pressed against my groin for a period of time. It`s not to say that she had never met men again, some drivers on regular runs had had her more than once, but it was a case of them knowing she was here to shag, screw, fuck, and enjoy… mutual use, with no strings and no pack drill. They all knew wham bang thank you ma-am was invented for this girl. They passed through a village, street-light`s picking out her features as they passed, a face full of expectation, even joy, Dave had walked this path before he knew the signs and he never tired of. "Well, well, a beer. No way I'm gonna turn that down."Sure, why not?"As he twisted off the cap and handed it to me, he said, "You sure fill that top, Bev. You look larger than Karen. Really nice."I felt my face flush a bit but I also breathed a bit deeper and expanded my chest just a tad."What bra size are you now?" Thirty-six-C." Wow, and your sister's a 34-B. And she's six years older. I'll bet the guys are all over you at school, huh?" Not a one. I don't have a boyfriend." Yeah, but Bev, you.