But when she looked into his eyes for only the second time since they were little she realized his eyes had a depth to them, a pool of sadness with qu...ick flickers of amusement at the surface. She would tell him she had lied and made her mom lie. Just not at the moment."So what have you been up to?" she asked after a long pause."Studying. Wrestling." You're on the team?" Yes. And pretty good at it. Not great, but I do alright." I bet you wrestle the big guys." Yeah. It's a challenge." He looked. " I really am thinking like Mummy," I chuckled.I led Heather about the floor, quite enjoying having my power overHeather so publicly displayed. Along the way, I came across BeatriceBracewell chatting with Celine from the dress shop. Penelope, her nieceand assistant manager, was talking intensely with Mrs. B's maid Fifi. I was happy to see Fifi at the party. It seemed to mean that she washere to meet the Countess or Electra, but I was puzzled by the presenceof the dress shop ladies."Isn't she. "What say we really show them?"Dean Livingstone and Coach Fielding both glanced at the two boys, then the Dean spoke. "This is a real coup for the university, to be able to do the Holiday Queen photo shoot at Bikini Beach." He was barely concealing the lust in his voice. "There were certain conditions, however, and so we are forced," he paused, glaring sideways at the nerds, who pretended not to notice, "to use these two young men as photographers."The girls weren't mollified; they stirred and. . that’s why you held like this... fifty back and front...that’s what the Boss ordered an’ that’s what you goin’ to get. He’ll lace your pretty white ass while I...’ He paused and used one finger on each hand to flick the hard, swollen tips so they jiggled and bobbed enticingly, ‘...warm these titties for you...’ He released her breasts and picked up the thin, flexible cane.‘Goin’ to cane ’em all over real good but...’ the pale yellow rod lifted to caress the wide aureoles before tapping softly.