While yes, the top part around her chest was a darker material, it was still see thru, and like Heather she wasn't wearing any underwear."You all need... to get your own collection." I said. Becky, hearing this, turned back around. She quickly grabbed the straps of her nightie and pulled them down pulling down what little covering she had for her chest, letting me see her beautiful breasts. They were an A-Cup, something she was proud of. In her view, how many girls can say they still have small. Not only someone with her head screwed on better than mine, who was able to talk me down a little. But she also was being very physical with me, which was really helpful. ‘We hadn’t had a very physical connection before that day, but without any efforts at verbal communication on the subject, she started touching me, massaging my shoulders, sitting close to me.’ ‘I’m curious if you found yourself thinking of ulterior motives with her? I mean you’re about to be very famous, potentially rich.. ‘That’s Henry, I thought you would want to earn a guide fee. I mean with you financial situation you know,’ Henry’s self importance showed in the tone of his voice. Jim’s smile at Henry was anything but pleasant. ‘It does my heart good to know that someone like you is concerned with my plight,’ Jim responded. The sarcasm was thick enough to choke you. Henry didn’t notice. ‘I don’t have the time to run a guide trip for the next couple of weeks, I have to work at the store.’ Now the bullshit was. I want to touch her bumps.I made a plan, as she was sleeping on her stomach, i woke up & act like i was trying to find out my sleeper to go in wash room. I put one of my hand on her seat. Slowly i touch her, she has not react, then slowly i put my hand on her bumps over her bedding. As she is in deep sleep, I slowly put my hand inside her bedding & put my hand on her bumps over her jeans. She was not at all reacting & this thing increasing my confidence. I touch her bumps all over her jean for.