“No, no,” she said. “Not that.”I pulled back a little in response to the slap. She was able to break away from my grip. She put her hand on...my chest and started pushing me to the bed. I took off my shirt and sat down on the edge. I wrapped an arm around Cara’s waist and pulled her close. We kissed passionately. I started with the button on her shirt.I could tell she was apprehensive, but she didn’t stop me. And I didn’t slow up to give her a chance to protest. Her bra was cream-colored. Then she straightened up and moved sensuously over in front of Bill. She leaned toward him and said, "Take one." Bill reached out and closed his finger tips around one tit. He let his fingers slowly milk their way down her breast until he got to the pastie. Then, taking the pastie between his fingertips, he pulled it off! Her nipple was swollen to a hard point. Bill tweaked it between thumb and forefinger. Barbara reached down and gave the end of his dick a squeeze, then pulled away from him.. "I was afraid she'd be too clingy." Probably a good idea," said Tara, reading through everything and makingsome notes. "Ok, I'll take it from here then, and I like all yourchoices for her Mandy. I've got all her sizes, so let's get startedPeyton. I think we'll stick with pink to start, since it'll match thosedarling ribbons you have in sweetie." Started?" said Peyton, frightened now."Mandy, why don't you go, because I see what you meant about theseparation anxiety?" said Tara looking at her. Oneon; one in the wash; with another in reserve. In that way they lastlonger, and wear better; and of course it's much more hygienic."I passed her the small frame, and said:"Here you are; this should be the right size for you. Will you put iton."She said: "No; you're the fitter. You do it."She raised her arms, and I wrapped the frame around her; fastening thefront clasp, while she wriggled to settle herself comfortably; raisingher small breasts slightly, as she did so. I began to adjust.