This pose was somehow sexier than the last one while still maintaining a degree of innocence. "Artistic" was the word that seemed to come to Brit's mi...d, and now she could see what Allison meant by the difference between art and pornography. These poses were designed to show off the natural beauty of the human body without intending to be arousing. Perhaps it was slightly erotic, or more precisely, it would be slightly erotic if Brit weren't a girl. She could definitely understand how Jeff. My mother was told I had been seen talking to her, so after that I only spoke to her at dusk. Some time afterwards she married a gardener, and I occasionally saw her, but recognition came to a knowing nod and smile, which she always returned. Meanwhile I had got my fortune, as I shall tell, had no end of women, and had forgotten her when, walking across a field not far from our house, I overtook a short woman with a little child, and it was she. A shower came on, and we went into a barn, no one. " What do you mean?" Amy sputtered. "I don't take orders." Stand up!" Nurse Richley barked."What?" Amy asked."Stand up!" Richley repeated. Amy stood up."Take off your shoes," Richley commanded."Why?" Amy asked."Because I ordered you to," Richley replied.Amy looked scared, but she complied. She didn't want to, but she was frightened of Nurse Richley."Now the dress," Richley demanded."I can't!" Amy protested."You must," Richley said calmly."I'm going to report you!" Amy cried."No, you're not,". " I felt his massive thighs brush against my hamstrings, and then sort of push my legs apart, exposing me even more.He placed his left hand on the small of my back, and then lightly slapped my ass with his right, making me buck back a bit."Damn... Kitty. Nice. You've got a better ass than most girls I've fucked..." Basu said this sort of smirking, and it made me feel really great to hear him compliment me like that.I had a nice toned body...but still, I was scared, and embarrassed...I was.