The Princess tugged at the leashes. It was time to walk the dogs. This was a scene that replayed on the evening news worldwide and billions of times o...n the internet. The German girls, crawling like a****ls, and trying to keep up as the Princess tugged the leashes, leading them down the stairs and up one of the side isles. Though it was considered bad sportsmanship by some, the Princess made an obvious effort to win the contest through crowd participation, stopping several times in front of the. His arm tightened around her. Turning her back on him slightly, she tugged his hand down over her shoulder, down to cup her still-covered breast.Paul and Cynthia glared at Mike and Judy, as Cynthia encouraged Paul to cup and massage one of her breasts through her clinging black T-shirt.Judy pinched the hardening shaft of her brother's prick, testing its hardness and steadily in creasing size."It all seems to be here," Harry reported, apparently oblivious to what his four compatriots were doing.. ..I tell you what. If you guide them back, I'll switch with any shift you want next week." said Monica. Monica was a great negotiator and not a bad looker either. Monica was in her early 40's, with some curves here and there. She didn't have much going on up top but could definitely fill out those tight ranger pants we were all issued.I finally relented "Fine, Monica but you owe me." I sternly said to her. "Great! Follow me back to the tourist hut." I followed her back to the hut which was only. Jim shrugged his now creamy shoulders and felt confident in the way he looked in this body and the beautiful red evening gown. "Its not a big deal, but you hardly did the picture any good."Peter was stunned by the moderation - maybe she wasn't such a bitch after all!Jim was giddy when they stepped out of the Limo - he was the center of attention - TV camera's & flash bulbs were everywhere. He noticed his best buddy Steve staring at him with opened mouth wonder. Give the guy a treat. He smiled.