In a vivid but almost surreal silence. Click. The spell was broken as Maria pressed the off button and turned to her friend. Susan was almost frantic ...��I’m so embarrassed. We shouldn’t have intruded, and that’s not Wayne. It’s Harry, Harry Salt, but he’s not her boyfriend. Oh, what shall I say to her.’ ‘Come on, said Maria ‘it couldn’t be helped, we didn’t intend to look. Here, have another cup of coffee.’ ‘Huh’, responded Susan with some asperity, ‘it’s all very well for you but it’s not every. The padded bras, steadilynarrowing waistlines and high heels combined to create a much morefeminine figure. And professionally styled hair, makeup and nails enhancedthe effect. There were still exceptions, of course. Some faces didn't stand up toclose inspection. And some contestants let themselves down as soon as theymoved - they simply didn't hold themselves correctly. But where Kaylee andNatasha had previously stood out, now they had some real competitors. AndI worried that I might not be. He hoped that he would again get the opportunity to experience the lovely cascade of Mercedes' nectar. More poignantly she had purchased her dream car, a black Ford Cougar. The model of the car was befitting for Mercedes. She regarded herself as a bit of a 'cougar' at times so she felt very appeased when in her new prized possession. She glanced over at her telephone and noticed that the display on the answering machine was flashing, indicating that she had missed a call whilst she had been. . ... your fingers pinch the narrow strip of elastic fabric that makes up the waistband of your delicate panties... you slowly... so slowly; don't want to disturb Sam... begin to roll the waistband down... over the perfect, smooth skin that covers your hip bones... feeling as the back band of the panties starts to slide down over the cheeks of the perfect bubble butt that you've worked so hard to keep firm... you wait for just the right moment... ... now, as Sam pauses just for an instant.