That evening she was wearing a very short clinging mini dress with high heels that didnt leave much to the imagination...sue had also gotten into the ...mood from showing off on the beach and wore a mini skirt and low cut top...so both girls looked really hot...we all drank too much wine and the conversation became more naughty as the evening wore on and we were eventually talking openly about sex and what we liked and didnt like....mandy then said that we hadnt paid for the use of the towels yet. Ned invited Portia to join him at the massage table. He lay on his stomach as she began to manipulate his back, legs and arms with her hands. Ned was not impressed with her strength but understood her size prevented a firm kneading. He was unprepared but impressed with her ingenuity when Portia climbed up and walked his back and legs, using her total weight to press her toes and soles into his flesh. She stepped aside on the table and Ned rolled over on his back. Portia rolled his legs with one. "I looked at the screen, my mind a crazy mix of abject embarrassment andfoolish arousal and I closed my hands around my chest as he had told me,feeling my jaw slacken as I pressed my chest forward to my own touch."Good girl, thank your master." Thank you master," I whispered dropping my hands my face showing myshame."Now dress girl, I have to go, so hurry it up."The dress was a low cut maids dress this time, not quite as short asbefore but the knicker legs obvious below the hem, the white socks. "Bruce sat down next to me. I was hoping he didn't turn me into the principal as the girl perv of ninth grade. I glanced over. No bump in his pants today. No smile. He just stared at his book for most of the period. He barely looked at me. I thought I had really blown it with him. He hardly talked to me even though I saw him a few more times that day. I wondered if he had even read the note. I was starting to feel really weird and depressed about the whole thing.I was on the bus home... I.