“Kim wants you to close your eyes while she comes in,” she said. The air was electric, my senses heightened, I was aware of every movement, every ...ootfall, every rustle of clothing as you moved… finally, you gave me permission to look.WOW!!! You looked stunning dressed in a sexy see-through baby-doll nightdress with matching panties. With my jaw hanging, I feasted my eyes on the curves of your perfect figure, your beautiful firm breasts and nipples protruding through the soft shimmering. " Margaret handed me a white sleeveless blouse. The buttons wereon the opposite side of what I was used to wearing, but I managed to getit. Then Margaret handed me a black, long skirt. I stepped into it andstood there waiting for Margaret. Why I didn't feel weird about it Idon't know. "You look great, dear." Thank you" was all I said for some reason."Now I need you to get used to walking in heels. You must walk in smallersteps than you are used to. Walk heel first then toe. Swing your arms. She seemed to be enjoying everything, then we took a little breather and regrouped.She kind of pushed me away which was strange because I thought that she seemed into what was happening. Then while she was looking at me, she started to unbutton her blouse. Her blouse parted, exposing her sexy lacy bra. Then she unsnapped her bra, exposing her breasts to me. They were beautiful, like perfect. They were bigger than I imagined behind those forsaken clothes and she had little dark brown nipples. It was the exact right size, shape, and feel, and I longed to slide my hand inside her t-shirt and bra and get my hand on it. When she broke the kiss, she was breathing hard and got up and went back to her spot.“Question seven! Have you ever rubbed yourself to orgasm?”There was lots of giggling and blushing, but all seven of the girls admitted to having done so.“Question eight! Is anyone going to confession after this weekend?”“No!” came the chorus from the girls, followed by laughter.“I need.