Sirorders a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape and a bottle of Premier CruChablis and four glasses. Sir and Jennifer share the full red wine, Mikehas a sma...l glass of the Chablis explaining that he is driving. Sirensures I enjoy the rest of the bottle. I am feeling just slightly fuzzywhen Sir tells Jennifer to put my clamps back on, but I am no longersurprised that she simply opens my blouse in public, clamps my nipplesand closes my blouse over them, much to the astonishment of the group ofyoung men. She didn't know his real name, no one did, he had had it changed and had all records deleted, a costly, flamboyant move that seemed to serve no purpose. Olivia walked in, shook his hand and after a little bit of small talk he said "Olivia, your resumé is impressive, but I've got 2 others with the exact same credentials, what is it that makes you better" Mr X said "that was rhetorical. The answer was those massive tits". Olivia went ridged. She had D cup tits, that in her early 30's were. ."Her eyes, the pupils mere pinheads, gleamed dully. "And speaking of exposure, lover, imagine yourself out there in front of the bleachers, doing high kicks in see-through panties!"She had to say no more. The two of us signed up to try out for cheerleader. My Mom, of course, was over-joyed. To her it was another example of the wonderful influence that sweet Jane Hawser had on me. Mom began to push and nag like she'd never done before. Always giving me "good advice," like it was her that was. " I said hollowly."So where's your camera?" she asked."Upstairs in my bedroom." I replied in a puzzled tone."A lot of use it is there," she grinned, "come on, let's go get it."I was totally confused as I followed her upstairs, while I grabbed the Polaroid from my room Kay waited on the landing for me to reappear."How many pictures are there in that thing?" she asked."Ten." I replied.She grinned and crossed the landing to our parents' room, she opened the door and beckoned me to follow her,.