I close my eyes and take a deep breath, then cast a glance at her. She's looking at me again. The artist. I swear she can see my nipples trying to bet...ay me through my lacy bra, through my red blouse. The washable silk my husband bought because he loves to touch me through it. I resist the temptation to cover my breasts with my hands or by crossing my arms over them, as I have to do all day at work. Instead, I sit and pretend to be looking at the sky, the trees just beginning to turn golden,. Silly (her real name was Cecile) was coming back across the deck after already having been in the water.Tony tried hard not to stare at Silly's chest. It wasn't that Silly's chest was all that impressive, she was only eleven. It was the suit she was wearing. It certainly had enough yellow fabric to cover her barely-there chest. The problem was that once that fabric came in contact with liquid it assumed the transparency index of saran wrap. Add in a sea breeze blowing across her erect,. ?Michelle, raise your legs up.? She stared at me as if she couldn't believe what I had just asked. I pickedup the leather strap. She grasped the iron spike overhead and raised her legsup and apart. It wasn't an easy position for her to maintain. ?Now hit her harder,? I told Dan. He really seemed to get into now. He struck her again and again, coming rightdown at an angle on her bare mons. Michelle tried to lower her legs, but Iwaggled a finger at her and she raised them back up, tears streaming. "You girls look absolutely fantastic," he said. "You are going to be the big hit of the night." Most anything would look good on them, Master," Hansen chittered, running his paws up Shaasta's inner thighs and along the slit of her sex. "But do you girls know what would look best on you?"They exchanged looks with each other, shrugged, and shook their heads. Frelic and Hansen also exchanged a look and in unison answered, "Me!"The girls exchanged another look, smirked, and shook their heads..