In a work situation these would be 'seamed' and it was essential that the smart working woman kept her seams straight. Horny young men would look at a...woman's seams and their eyes would follow them up under the skirt hem (in their imaginations) to hidden delights. I didn't have to use my imagination. It was there right in front of me!One leg dropped from my lap and as I reached under her thigh to haul it back into place across my own thighs I caught sight of the glistening moisture caught in. "What's with the wine," I asked, "And don't you think you might ought to kind of ...uhhh?" "Oh Daddy," she mewed, "momma let's me have wine sometimes and you just said you liked my hairy pussy, and you've seen pussies before, so what's the big deal?" Alright, let's take some more pictures then." As I stood to go back to the camera I stumbled and nearly fell on top of Erin, the way she was sitting part of the wine sloshed from my glass and landed at in the hair and ran down her slit into her. "I just received word that the emperor has returned though mother it appears has sustained damage." With a sigh Sherry continue, "It appears it will be another five days 'til such time as mother will be able to take over the re-gen process." Lucie's eyes went wide in shock, "she is the strongest of all of you, and she is still damaged? My god." Lucie thought to herself, "what in the hell happened while the emperor was gone?" Sherry's head was shaking as she went through the small amount of. Neatly she folded her shirt and placed it on top of her jacket. A twinge of guilt and compassion stabbed through him. Jee-zuz, I'm being a real bastard tonight. He bit his lip and sighed. "Actually I want to find a good place to put your tattoo, so I need to see your skin." He kept his voice gentle as an apology."Oh..." The word was barely more than a sigh. "Okay, sure." She shimmied out of her torn jeans then dropped her panties and worn-out bra on top of the pile. Carefully she collected her.