” I stepped to my restroom and washed my hands.. I was already dressed down to jogging shorts and a wife-beater tee.. I lit my oil burner that had...Egyptian Musk in it. I lay a large beach towel to drape with across the table and waited.. Jan finished quickly , handing me the form. “O.K. Here's how this works. Undress in the restroom. Theres hangars on back of the door. I need the bra off, but you may leave your panties on if you're shy.. Also remove any jewelry.. I picked the beach towel. Perhaps I was growing accustomed to his callousness, because it didn’t affect me. “So, what are you going to do with her now?” I asked.“First I’m going to shut her up,” he said. “Hold her head up for me for a second.”I hesitated. I didn’t want to get any further involved, but I had already helped with the bike and I didn’t think I could say no. Plus, it wasn’t like anything I did now would alter the night’s outcome. I lifted the girl’s head from the mattress.Mike took a roll of duct tape and. The guilt burned hot through my guts for these taboo feelings. I pushed them down as I peeled off my halter top.My breasts came into view again. There was a faint flush creeping down my breasts. My nipples were so hard. I bit my lower lip. I groaned as I grabbed the scoop-neck blouse. I pulled it on as fast as I could. It fit tight, the material stretchy. It had a plunging neckline that showed off some of my cleavage and...I should have put on my bra first. I could wear it with this top. The. Nimble fingers worked their way underneath her t-shirt and felt their way to her tiny, pink nipples. She tried to control her breathing as her father rubbed and pinched her nipples, making them hard and more sensitive than she knew they could be. Her daddy sensed her breathing getting heavier but didn’t know she was awake and beginning to enjoy his touch. He slipped his hand lower, down to her belly.When he reached her pink panties, he hesitated for a second before sliding his fingertips.