Storey said as she returned to her armchair and sat down.After a few moments, the large-breasted, red-headed lady stood up and adjusted her black skir...t and white blouse. She stared at Helen Downey and smiled sweetly.“Right, Miss Downey. I need you to stand up and take all of your clothes off.” Joanne Wilson placed both hands on her hips and waited for Helen to comply.The diminutive History Mistress slowly and carefully got to her feet and stared at Jasmine, who simply nodded at her, expecting. I didn't have to wonder long though because James said, "Frances, were you so distracted by this," he indicated the story I'd told, "that you were unable to perform your watch?" Maybe," I admitted. Some of the memories and the feelings they had stirred had put me in a very bad place."The AI agreed with that assessment, which is why Brandy came to check on you. Now the question is did Brandy distract you worse than telling this story?" I nodded unhappily. I knew my agreement would mean that. You have to keep the blindfold on, but we'll tell you if you're getting warmer or colder," giggled Sheila.She heard the door to her room open as Michael set her down and she took a few cautious steps forward."A bit warmer," she heard Sheila say.Jan turned to the right toward the window where she kept her flowers."No, a bit cooler now," warned Michael.She turned back toward the other window and her desk."Yes, definitely warmer... warmer... warmer... hot now!" giggled Sheila.Jan reached out. Afterwards I heard the details. Apparently, modeling the first outfit was going as expected, but when one of her co-workers offered $100 to the charity if she modeled the other outfits without the under garments, she gave in to pressure from the crowd and agreed to lose the bra and thong for the next outfit. While modeling the 2nd outfit the bar owner turned on spot lights that shined up from underneath and behind. She said it made the lingerie appear almost totally transparent and it was as if.