One holster was designed to strap on Sam's side for when she was wearing a loose top or jacket. The other holster was designed to strap high on her in...er thigh to be used when she was wearing a dress or skirt. This one, although it was harder to access, could be worn with all but the skimpiest outfits. Sam protested these weapons but Amy was determined that she was going to wear at least one of them almost all of the time. Sam's complaints fell on deaf ears and at last, she surrendered to. The older woman smiled. It was time for the next step.It was early afternoon. They had returned from lunch at a nearby cafe. Andrea could sense her niece wanted to talk."So, are you enjoying yourself, honey?" she asked."I've never had so much fun. I never dreamed there was so much to see and do in a big city." When you're ready, I'll show you even more." Ready? How do you mean?" Honey, I know certain feelings are beginning to surface. I can see it in your eyes. You're trying hard not to let it. Mark was looking at my face and smiled, whispering to me that he was going to give me a great orgasm for all to see. His hands moved to my sides, stroking my breasts and wrapping up over my chest and down again to my stomach. He teased my boobs for five minutes without ever touching my nipples which grew and grew until they were extended about three-quarters of an inch, hard nubs on each boob, testaments to the excitement he was giving me. "Check out the nipples, pull on them," was a repeated. He had become somewhat disillusioned with his life-mate ever since the babe had been birthed. His once sensuous loving partner in bed had suddenly become obsessed with the little one. He had decided it was time to get back on the raiding parties after she left him alone in bed only a few nights ago to tend to the little one's cries. His long, hard cock was still pulsing with the need to explode inside her warm, tight pussy when she returned but her hard stare was enough to make the most virile.