You need to show more cleavage, a lot more cleavage. I told Jill.Jill showed a little more. I went up to her and removed her bra exposing her luscious...breast just to the tip of her nipples. I hurried up and took her picture.When she saw the picture she said no way you are going to post that picture of me with my breast just about hanging all the way out my blouse. I can see she was dead set against it. With the blonde wig and the lone ranger type mask no one will recognize you in real life much. "No time. I have to get ready. One of the other girlson the squad is having us over for a meeting." I didn't like having tolie to Michelle like this, but I knew she would say a party on a schoolnight was a bad idea. Then she would call Daddy and get him to agreethat it would be better if I stayed home.Especially if he knew Tony Johnson was to be my escort to said party.Daddy thought Cori was a sweet as sugar. But he had never been a fan ofTony's. He always claimed the boy "looked like he was up. There is one more thing,though, something I- well, something Nikki and I have to announce." Igiggle as I rise from my chair and stand next to Sarah."Oh no," Diane says. "It's getting late, we should probably get home..." This won't take a second," I say in a voice more forceful thanintended."Nikki and I," Sarah says, not giving Diane any further chance tointerrupt. "We- we're getting married!" Sarah and I both giggle as weslip our engagement rings onto our fingers and display them for the. As I waited, I thought over just how crazy it was for me to give him permission to post more naughty pictures of me. There was no way any of my friends would agree to such a thing, but why had I? The more I thought about it, the more I came to the realization that I actually got off on the idea of my naughty behavior being exposed online. Something about countless strangers seeing me act as a cheap cheating slut for a beautiful black man got me fired up with lust. I wanted to be known as a slut.