The color matched my shirt at least so the bra should be about invisible under the shirt. I returned to the bath and finished my makeup, brushed my t...eth and my hair and then got dressed. I was surprised that the skirt actually did cover my butt cheeks, just barely. The bra was an odd one though, the cups did not fully cover my areola, it was more like a shelf to hold my tits high. I looked in the mirror when I was finished and the relection was different from what I would normally see. My red. She held my hand a lot at dinner which made me feel good. Everyone drank lots of wine, but me, I am not a wine drinker, long old story on why. Battista’s has delicious Italian food, and we were all full when done. Shannon and I took a cab back to the Sands, and went into the bar for a nitecap. We chatted for a while, but all the time I was yawing, till she started to giggle at me. She said you must be tired. Ya it has been a long day, I have been up since 4 am Michigan time, and it now. I was dressed in this short skirt which was nowrolled up to my hips and I could see garters and torn stockings adorningmy legs. My feet were cramped into some tight shoes. I felt this lumpyweight on my chest. My red blouse was open and it seemed the top buttonswere undone or broken. My rather prominent cleavage showed prominently. Itried to rub my face to see what was so sticky and nearly poked my eye.My fingers had long red nails attached. I couldn't remember much but Iwas pretty sure I was. Mind you when a beautiful well endowed, and intelligent young woman comes to you with that kind of request it is a no brainer. You are going to say yes and see what happens.I had some reservations at first because of the difference in our social status. My dad is a foreman mechanic in one of the local garages and my mother is a nurse at the local hospital and we have a nice house and a comfortable income. Marjory's family on the other hand come from the town's ruling elite and their house is.