" Unsnapping her bra and discarding it, she gave Peter new instructions. "You can touch anything that's covered."Peter surprised Meagan by reaching ar...und and touching her butt. After some initial confusion, she cooed with pleasure. Then Peter turned his attentions to her pubic mound. Meagan would not have thought it possible, but he used even less pressure on the fabric covering her pussy than he had anywhere else on her body. Slowly her panties began to conform to the shape of her pussy, and. It was a thong.“How do you like it, Rick?”“It appears to be ... rather skimpy, don’t you think?”“That’s the whole idea, Big brother. If you don’t like it, I won’t wear it, I promise?” she said pulling on the tie that is holding up the bottom.I didn’t say anything, thinking I could draw her bluff.She didn’t go ahead either.“Have you checked to see how transparent it gets when wet?” I asked going a bit on the offensive.“Can you help me do that?”“How do you propose I do that, Diana?”“I get in the. I can only hope so. He promised he would never leave me. I haven’t heard the murmurs in a while. It could be days, but I have no way of knowing. My arms are too weak to reach the zipper, and I fear my eyes have dulled too much to look at the sun-touched earth. Maybe they finally did leave me. I can’t blame them, much. All I hear now is the soft wind swishing against my turquoise atmosphere, and the sounds of those monsters. They wander around me, encircling me, making sure I never see those. I mean, I could see he had a first-class boner growing in those slacks. Brenda could see it, too, and she wasted no time clamping her right hand over it and giving it a friendly squeeze. She might as well have had "Fuck Me" embroidered on a ten-gallon hat, the signals she was transmitted to this dunce.But it wasn't that he didn't get it. He, evidently, was being honorable, or something. Finally, he just got up -- boner and all -- and hastily backed away."I'm sorry, Brenda," he said. And, I.