When she was down to her underwear, she was blushing furiously from her head down to her breasts, while Erica simply looked at her like someone studyi...g a horse they’re thinking about buying. “Take off your bra,” Erica said, her voice perfectly neutral. “Why… why are you doing this?” Mary sobbed, the first tears starting to well in her eyes. “It’s for your own good, Mary,” Erica said, not unkindly. “Now, do as you’re told and take off your bra.”“No. No, I wont!” Mary yelled in defiance, backing. “Fucking smart ass…” I say, turning to hit him. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him, kissing me deeply. I feel his tongue dance on mine, his hands slide up my back. He’s right, he can make me wetter. His hands are untying the knot of my bikini top as he kisses his way to my chest. He walks me back until my legs bump the deck chair and sits me down. His hands feel warm and strong caressing my breasts and squeezing my nipples. “Oh baby I love your hands on me,” I moan. He sucks and licks my. Letting his imagination run ahead of him he pictures the two young women comparing bra sizes and feeling each other's skin, bubbly laughter in the background as they moved closer to kiss in the heat of the moment, pressing their bodies together as their hands caressed and stroked smooth legs and thighs. Shaking his head and chuckling he kicked himself for trying to imagine his 20 something students in just their underwear.Moving to turn off the water he stopped and darted his eyes down when he. She looked puzzled but stopped. I then pointed back to the couch and motioned for her to go sit down.She started "But Jim, I..."Instantly, I motioned for her to be quiet and called out louder. "Mrs. Deal, This is Jim Saunders, I need to talk to you, are you decent? Could you come out for a moment?" Hearing no noises I walked to the back of the trailer through the short hallway prepared to knock on the bedroom door if need be. I didn't need to knock. All of the doors in the back were opened and,.