Even as Anthony was talking, severalother men had been interrogating the two in the corner. Both Jesse andMel, perhaps the manliest men Julian had ev...r met before that night, hadbeen given the same fate they had given Arnold Clemson. Jesse had beenturned into a stunning blonde, with long locks of golden hair fallingover a tremendous set of breasts. Mel had been turned into a small andsexy brunette, with startling innocent-looking eyes. They had both beenstripped naked, made to kneel before. ‘Ms. Rogers, this is Mr. Bridges. Please phone when you have a moment.’ Why did teachers always have to do that? Talk to each other like they were in front of the children? The next message was more of the same. She looked at the clock. Seven thirty. What the hell, she thought, and dialed him up. He answered on the second ring and, after brief chat over the fact that summer was ending, told her about a faculty meeting the following Wednesday. She said she’d be there and looked back down at the. Cut in traditional Hawaiian design with a high collar, the bright floral print was sheer enough to be translucent so that all of her charms were clearly visible, even in the flickering torch light. Beneath the billowing material she wore a platform bra which supported her massive breasts, thrusting out her visibly swollen nipples. Framed between stockinged thighs, the shadow of her neatly-trimmed blond bush and the swollen lips of her pudenda were also hinted at beneath the elegant gown.Marc. It was around 11 am in the morning and the sun was out and it was a very bright day and everything looked so colorful, especially the women, who were dressed in burkas with colorful headdresses and some wore colorful salwar kameez. After a few moments of walking, two beautiful young ladies came in front of me and continued walking while I filmed them from the rear. I could see two colorfully covered niqabs on their heads and the view from the back was beautiful, one of the women turned her head.