Dawn wasn’t buying it. I could tell by her wise ass expression she knew better.I walked by her later and found her talking trash to some dirty old ...an in the pro/con chat-room. I didn’t stop to read it. I did note that she had a sleepy look whatever that meant. I didn’t stay to watch what happened. I went to bed very much alone. The funny thing was I didn’t have a problem getting to sleep at all that night. When I awoke the next morning she was still curled up on my bench across from. She looks good at her job and seems to dote on the family ... well what’s still at the manor, family wise.” Tina declared sipping her San Miguel beer.“Yeah! she thinks the world of his lordship, well he gave her the job. There’s Victoria the dyke, then Justin who has the vineyard near Montpelier and Simon, lives in Paris, who manages the chalets and chambre--de-hote across the continent, yes all away. Just Vicky who’s away with the fairies in lesbo land bless her, but damned intelligent. Wonder. She fantasizes doingthis same routine to his chest, with him face up. Leaning forward, sheunknowingly puts pressure on her pussy as it presses on his ass. Tomsqueezes his ass cheeks together, causing further rubbing action on herpussy. Her applying suntan lotion turned into a sensual public massage."MMmmmmm" from Tom. "Don't stop. Keep doing that, it feels good." Herealizes what effect this is having on Marci, both the massage and thesuggestion he just planted.Marci takes in the suggestion, she. She softly pushed it back between my legs and tucked it away, pulling the thong up over my ass. "There, no one will ever notice," she said softly.After a few delicate moments, adjusting breast forms, applying makeup and styling my hair, she stood back admiring me. There I stood arching my back on tiptoes, in a tiny thong with my perky little A-cup breasts in a push-up bra. She looked at me, almost mesmerized by how girly I looked already.Next, she picked out a flirty air hostess costume dress.