" Take a look." Heather turned her big graphics monitor so they could see it, called up a picture of her naked upper torso that filled the screen."Oka..., you know what that is. Watch," she tapped the keyboard. A vivid swirl of color appeared around one breast, swept down and around her waist."Now, this." She tapped the keyboard again and the image was replaced with the image of a tiger whose eyes were her nipples."Wow!" said Tom."The possibilities are endless, of course," Heather said."Fine, I. "May I take your clothes Mademoiselle?" Len laughed as he closed the door."Of course." I laughed back.There was no hesitation in either of us; we both knew what it had been we were looking for when we agreed to meet. Still, my hands trembled as I started to undress; Len seemed calm and collected as he stripped off his clothes then looked at me."Shall we keep our masks on?" he asked quietly.It was a wonderful idea, to fuck a man wearing a mask, it would add to the mystery and excitement of the. My guess is that June thinks of her breasts as a warm, inviting, maternal feature that will put the boys at their ease. Perhaps in an effort to look younger, she wears skirts for the interviews that I would have to say are more than a bit too short. She favors the little black skirts with a slit up one thigh that the coeds like to wear. Junes hips and bottom are fuller than the 19-year-olds on campus, however, and her skirts are very tight and hug her upper thighs and hips very tightly. I. She got up saying, "Gotta pee," and ran to the bathroom, where I heard the corresponding tinkle.She walked back in as I rose again, causing her to giggle."Have you ever had anyone fuck you in the butt, Emily?" I asked."NO, and I don't want to either! I had some friends tell me about it. They all said it hurt too much. Ask me again in six months. I may be willing to try it then," she said."Anything you want to do, or go to Em?" A walk along the Newport Beach boardwalk sounds like fun?" she.