I just wanted to caress those perfect, shapely cheeks, barely contained in the soft fabric stretched to breaking point. I wanted to tear the material ...yself with hands or teeth and kiss and lick the soft, warm flesh underneath while I caressed every inch. I darted my head around the corner to check for other people, so as not to get caught staring and looked back just as they changed position with back arched and that perfect bum pointed up making me instantly hard. I could not hide my rock. I would simply appear now as a pamperedupper crust debutante! But for the ladies in the main salon it wasdifferent because they had seen me as Tim enter the salon with Madge just acouple hours earlier and now I was going to pay the price for how I nowlooked!My throat was dry, I choked a swallow through my gloss red lips takingbreaths in short gasps through my open mouth. I watched as the beauticiansand the ladies in the styling chairs looked me over and heard thechattering as they began to. I pause. Can we go to the mirror? I want to see what I would have looked like.The body rises smoothly and walks over to the full-length mirror, which is in roughly the same spot as mine. I marvel at the similarities of the room, briefly.I hear an amused 'hmph' come from her. So our bedrooms are similar?Sort of. But I am cut short as I catch a visage of me. She is fairly attractive, with brown hair and medium-sized breasts. She doesn't remind me at all of my sister, though. Or I don't remind me. Everything looked beautiful, and there is no reason to leave any of it here. The hotel can see to getting it cleaned. Now try on the nightdresses for me. I want to see those on you.” They made quick work of cleaning up with the wipes and tissues from Juliana’s bag. She giggled as she watch Robert trying to help her fold all of the flimsy garments, resisting his efforts because of the slippery nature of the fabric, and she also laughed because she was standing there stark naked doing this and.