’ ‘You really think so?’ she whispered. She ran into the bathroom, locked the door, and quickly stripped down. Then she slowly draped the flimsy...material around her in the manner it was designed to go. Looking in the mirror she could almost believe Salt was right. Somehow the design of the garment made her insignificant little bud-like tits look alluring and she could see in her shadowy form a classic hourglass shape in the sweep of her waist and hips. She thought the hair on her pussy caught. Nothing wrong with liking purple and gold. It had never occurred to him to buy clothes for anything other than serviceability before, but when you got right down to it, there was no reason to stick to the hard-wearing stuff. It wasn't as if he couldn't afford to buy clothes as often as he wanted. And that was a nice gold. He wondered what it would feel like to touch, and went into the shop to find out.He emerged a few minutes later, big, colourful carrier bag in hand, kicking himself for being. ’ ‘None of your damn business!’ ‘Were you thinking about me?’ Oh would he shut up! ‘Don’t flatter yourself!’ she said, praying he’d finally shut his pie hole and let her eat in peace. ‘I don’t think I am, Aeryn.’ he said, moving toward her. He paused just behind her chair. She could feel his heat against her back. Though she only knew him for a couple of hours, his scent was fixing itself in her memory: fresh air, horses, man, and smoke. It was addicting, tightening her nipples and weakening. Which was both an uncomfortable and a very exciting notion. More exciting than uncomfortable though. I took time exploring each of their gorgeous little bodies. I gave special attention to their breasts. Each pair so different – Mariko’s soft and bouncy, Rie’s small enough to be very pert. Rie’s nipples got hard quickly. Mariko’s took much longer, but eventually got fairly hard as well. I backed up to look at them. Both seemed fairly relaxed. But both were breathing a bit faster than normal.