He was about three or four inches taller than her. He wasn’t her tallest, nor her shortest. Not the most or least handsome. He did meet her minimums... as far as muscle, with some margin, by no means a body builder, she’d had one of those, and not a scarecrow, of which she’d had none. His eyes, however, were unique. She looked into them as she pulled the tail of his shirt from his pants. He was looking where a window might have been. Thin hips, she liked those, she loved hip bones. As his shirt. It was the end of a series of long, hot summer days and the nights were not cooling down, in fact they were becoming more humid as the weather pattern slowly played towards a weekly storm. That afternoon, she wore a most revealing skirt that splayed outwards like a pleated tennis skirt, in vivid white, with a complimentary short soft white blouse. Her blouse was translucent and beneath her top she wore nothing else. As she walked her pert breasts moved more than usual and she perambulated more. He dragged her by the rope around her neck into the bathroom and pushed herinto the shower. He quickly undressed and followed her in and held her facefirst against the wall. She sighed in relief as she felt him untie the ropesfrom around her wrists and arms and gratefully stretched them when he was done.He turned her around and retied her hands above her head to the top of theshower rail using the rope from around her neck, leaving her totally exposedto him. "Now pee, then I'll wash you," he. The two lesbians stepped on the wide stage. Anna was a few inches taller, but Marlene was a bit heavier with a full rack and an oval pair of asscheeks which made every lesbian drool. Anna’s skin was a bit wrinkled in spots and she was bonier but overall both contestants seemed of equal strength. The two lesbians embraced on the stage and tongue kissed each other with some passion. Then there was mutual tit-sucking, both women taking the nipple gently between her teeth. When they both began to.