“I do,” I said.“But I’m so small, you know, compared to other girls.”“I think you’re ‘Emmy-sized’ and that’s all that matters!”�...�‘Emmy-sized’? You’re so silly!”“But it’s true. You’re made up of lots of things, one of which is your physique. I happen to like it!”“Happen to?”“Do you and Liz agree on which guys are good looking?”“No, not always.”“So...” I grinned, using my mom’s tactic.“Not everyone likes the same thing. And you like me.”“Yes. Does anyone else’s opinion matter right now?”She. I grinned, "I do, is it that obvious?"She nodded, "It is quite obvious. You should be pleased,they really do suit you." Thanks," I beamed. I dressed in a red polo neck top andblack skirt and took a fair bit of time doing my hair andmakeup. If all went well when Mr. Stretton saw me, I wouldhopefully be getting discharged later in the day.It was just before midday when Mr. Stretton breezed in witha cursory knock on the door and Marie trailing in his wake.He was smartly dressed in a dark pinstripe. Santa nodded at the two women on the bed and no other orders needed to be given. Four elves scrambled up the steps at the bottom of the bed and each took hold of a wrist of one of the now naked women. The other four each took an ankle and both women.In a moment they were each spread eagle on the edge of the bed. The elves holding the hands of women arranged themselves so that they rested their feet on the shoulders and ribs of the women and then took their hands and… moved them so both Carol. “Turn around and let me see,” Gwen says.As I turn Gwen just reaches in and pulls up my tits and adjusts them. I feel a bit funny but also at the same time I don’t think anything of it. They are a handful and if she can make it work without me having to wear a bra then I am all for it.Gwen spends me around to see my reflection in the mirror. I turn this way and then that. I don’t know I say. “Can I get away without the bra?”Gwen standing behind me tells me sure and then puts her hands into.