No lights on, and the only noise was some music coming from the back deck. I put the flowers down on a bureau in the living room, and headed to the ba...k yard, loosening up my tie. I saw Sally behind the bar. She it looked like she was getting it set up for something. She had a bag of stuff sitting on a stool and she was pulling out decoration of some sort. Quietly, I retreated back to the bureau and got the flowers. I slid open the door, and stepped out onto the deck, holding the flowers in. Tara's high school had a communal shower, so all of the girls showered together in one large room, and more than once, envious class mates would come over to Tara and offered to soap her unique breasts. Having slippery fingers gliding all over her chest was usually enough to make Tara have another, if weak orgasm, and although no one ever said anything, it was pretty much common knowledge that Tara's chest needed a lot of attention and for that reason alone, most of the girls were more than. When I modelled the last outfit, Tony told me to take a rest. He handed me my drink and went back out to the stage. He told the audience that there would be a short break before the main event and he invited people to browse the store while they changed the stage.I wondered what the main event was. I was glad that my part was finished. I sipped on my drink as I heard something being moved on the stage. Tony came back with my husband. I was handed a dildo bigger than my one and told to get. I don’t know whether she thought I’d put that one back, or if she was just hoping I wouldn’t. “Good,” I said. “Now tell me why I want to buy it.” She started talking slowly. As she did, her hands nervously felt up her body from hips to tits and then started to unbutton her shirt. “The setting in this ring is what makes it so spectacular.” She spoke as if she had memorized the words straight out of the catalog. I wasn’t even listening. My eyes were transfixed on each inch of creamy white.