Mmmm, oh baby, I'm starting to get really hot and horny here. I bet you'd love to touch and kiss these hard brown nipples, so dark against my olive s...kin, against the smooth peachy roundness of my teenage breasts. Maybe another time – today is all about you watching me. I squeeze my tits together; they're not big, I know, but they're so round and soft that they are a truly erotic sight. If you want, you can start rubbing yourself now – just a little, and only on top of your pants – I want. Not at all. Do you remember that shop I told you about? It’s not far from here. Come on, you can take a couple of hours off. I’d really like your advice. Please.”Allison relented and a few minutes later she found herself, along with her friend in a small shop on Old Compton Street. From the outside there was little to indicate the true nature of the shop’s business beyond the name carried discretely over the window, “Style with Restraint”. The window display of smart, elegant clothes barely. ’ Heather was a monument of beauty to Grayson, as he looked up at her. His memories of earlier played rapidly in his mind, his heart quickening at the thought that that would become a truth in his life. He rose and held her hands in his, his feelings clearly showing in his eyes and smile. As the force’s of nature took over, Grayson gently pulled Heather to him, Heather coming on her own willingly, until inches of nervous expectation held them apart. Grayson looked deeply into Heather’s eyes. There was darkness in the room below the trapdoor, so The Ghost did not know what he was getting into. He took the time to inspect the room as well as he could in the very dim light available, but the floor seemed to be clear just below the opening in the roof. The Ghost lowered himself to arm's length from the edge of the opening in the roof and allowed himself to drop the couple of feet to the floor. This ceiling was a little higher than the one in the other building, but not so much as to.