It may sting a little."Nikki nods. Her natural obedience is enhanced by the clothes the woman wears. Leather is reserved for those in control, all Men...by right?but very few women are allowed to wear it. Magda must be a person of some great importance.She pushes her clothing into the basket at the side of the shower. Her clothing which in some ways is the last of her old life, deliberately thrown away to allow her to realise her dreams. Her sister had called it throwing away her life for some. Tom reached over to Diane, and gently unbuttoned completely her blouse, freeing her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were hard, and her huge areolas had that hot darkened pigmentation women get when lactating. Wow! She smiled at us, and unfastened her own skirt. Diane stepped out of her clothes, and stood before us in nothing but her stilettos. Her pussy was cleanly shaved. “Girl, you are smokin’ hot! Your tits are fantastic!” Patricia offered. Diane giggled, then turned and took Tom’s. Then he told us that when Pepper knocked on their door, they didn’t know what to expect, but when Pepper said she wanted to apologize and then asked is just she and Margie could talk. He said Pepper was very persuasive and when Margie agreed to talk to her, Pepper told Chuck to join us here in the restaurant. I bought Chuck a drink and we talked for nearly an hour, not knowing what was happening with Pepper and Margie. We managed through another drink and was about to order a third when. My mother kept repeating "I'm sorrythat I couldn't protect you like these people do. I feel terrible thatI never did that for you." I began weeping at my mother's comments andpulled her tighter but I knew I had to be the one to comfort her."Mom it's OK. You are here now. It's all in the past. You've havebeen nothing but supportive since the funeral. I love you mom." Thatseemed to get her feeling a bit better. I looked around and could seethat Mary and even Katie were tearing up over.