Greg never stood a chance.Bonnie watched several minutes, then had enough, and turned off the radio. That got the little bitch's attention. She didn't...freak. She turned it back on and settled back for more. Bonnie thought she might and had thought ahead to her next action, which was unplug and throw into the fireplace. Had it actually gone in, that would have been great theater, but she was way off and threw it into a window that would cost ten times more than the radio - damn!That got Greg's. When Mom came out she gave me a thumbs-up. The girl was wearing one of Mom’s sexiest neglig?. It was lavender, it was slightly transparent, and she looked good in it. Well Mom found a way to get the competition to another level. I was pretty sure that the no nudity rule was not going to last very long at all.Jasmine smiled and posed for me. She was a natural. All I did was take pictures as she moved around, as she sat down, and as she stood on things. I got a fantastic view of her firm ass as. She imagined meeting him at the airport, without any knickers on, wearing the cap. He would know as soon as he saw her sitting there and made eye contact that she had done as he asked. Sharing this secret, having this silent look of understanding in a busy airport, and both sharing at that moment the thoughts of what she had already done today. She imagined how naked she would feel aware of her bare hot pussy beneath her skirt, and its growing dampness. Her braless breasts pushing her nipples. It was a little black thong panty and bra set. A Lycra, body shaping slip. Sheer control top black pantyhose. And a brand new dress - a little, black spandex/polyester number. It showed off very little cleavage, and was sleeveless. It came with a jacket that was almost as long as the dress' hemline, which was about half way down my thigh. It fit snuggly, but not obscenely. To this I added my regular black pumps. Although it was still sexy, it was by far the most conservative outfit she dressed.