I just watch. She pulled the hem of the shirt free from her slacks and started lifting the shirt up by the collar and bunching it around her neck. I c...n see her hard nipples poking out against the fabric as the shirt rises. Finally, the edge rises over her nipples revealing her breasts to me. This is a much better vantage point than before. I am not aware that I am holding my breath until I finally let it go."Wow, those are gorgeous." That was smooth, I think to myself.Her nipples are erect.. I slipped mypurse into my lunchbox and was almost out the door when I remember thatI was still wearing my bra. That was when I exceeded my expectations,as I dared leave it on for the drive to work.My confidence was sufficiently buoyed by the sight of the desertedparking lot that I even dared to wear the bra into the plant. I knew myuniform would conceal most of my girlish underwear, even the slightbumps from my little A cups, but also knew that if I stretched thewrong way my bra straps would be. It’s a small town but maybe we could both get jobs.”“Any port in a storm, baby. A few weeks and my old man will cool down and we’ll be able to go back to the ranch.”“I’m never going back there. When I get enough money, I’m going to Hollywood and try my luck at acting. All my life I’ve wanted to be an actress.”“Actress? You’re nuts.”“Well, anyway,. I’m going to try. You’re welcome to come along if you. "Not a penny more." Tomorrow was Thursday. I'd just have Dee transfer another couple grand into my account when I had her in my office for her weekly "financial trance" session. I had to admit, I was certainly intrigued. But I didn't have to wait long.That very evening, when I got home from school, I was greeted with a sight I will never forget. There, standing in the middle of the kitchen, completely naked, stood Dee; her eyes cast submissively downward, her hands by her sides. The nipple.