Lydia came back and sat quietly, waiting for me to talk first. "OK, youwin," I announced reluctantly. "Glamour Shots it is."She smiled at me triumph...antly. "It will be an experience you won'tforget, Andy," she said.And then her face got serious. "OK, dear, but you have some work to dofirst. You are going to have shave about an inch of hair down yourchest, or else your chest hair will show from the neckline. You won't bewearing a shirt buttoned at the neck, you know. And you'll have to. She said for me to wait a minute while she put up the papers she was working on and she would be ready.We went by the gun room and picked up the .38-40 pistol and her new shotgun. We also took a box of cartridges for the pistol and a couple of boxes of shotgun shells. I also picked up some paper and tape for target patches. We went by the saddler and found that both of the recoil pads were finished. She thanked him profusely, and we installed the pad on the shotgun for her to check out before. I slipped into the straps and allowed the bra to hang free in front ofmy chest. I leaned forward, as mother had taught me, and allowed my newgirls to fall gently into the waiting cups. What a feeling! MY BREASTSfinding their best resting place in MY CUPS! I shifted slightly and theorbs settled into their most comfortable and desirable position.I leaned back, holding the two sides of the back of the bra tightly.This is where the job becomes tricky.It is very hard to get, behind your back, the. Seems like they know each other. I finally get served and bring back her fourth WR. The guy she was talking to, stands up and says to me, "She's yours tonight, Bob. See that she has fun." (How the hell did he know my name?) "Wazzat the guy you thought might be here tonight?" "Yep." "You wanna play with him?" "Maybe later...we'll see. OK?" "OK. Let's wander some more." So we danced a bit and I removed Lee's bra from under her dress. "Your tits feel great! Now go to the 'Ladies' and get your.