” I paused, waiting for a reaction. “Shit.” Then she looked up at me and laughed. I took the laugh as a sign that I might still be OK with her.... We chatted just about everything. Family, books, movies, a little politics, the usual. Then without warning, Abby rose half way out of her seat. Leaning over with a hand high on my thigh and looked out the window, she asked, “What do you think our altitude is?” I glanced out and said, “Looks like we are still over the Midwest. I‘d say fifteen maybe. It was common knowledge that I had been the subject for Joan's artwork, which had been much admired by most of the townfolk. Almost everyone would comment on how natural, beautiful and sensuous her work had been. And what a gorgeous subject! It was my all-consuming desire to allow them their own viewing, in the flesh. Some of the more adventurous ladies were already hinting at this.When showering, I began to leave the bathroom door open, hoping for a "surprise" intrusion. It was a fairly. .. until they were on my body and under my translucent white uniform skirt.I chose a matching bra to go under my uniform blouse. The jacket style blouse would not let my bra show through, but I was hoping when I started stripping, seeing a tiny girl with barely swelling tits in matching pale pink bra and panties would drive the client crazy with lust for me.I reported to the headmaster’s office to be escorted to service my first client who had paid extra to deflower me. I tried to make jokes to. Both Lenore and Belinda bobbed just enough on the surface to expose their extended nipples and magnetic boobs to Harold giving him a choice that he hated to make. Instead, he let one hand work a pair on one side and the other hand attended to the other pair on the other side. The two women were happy with the fairness of the sharing and did the same with his underwater tool waiting for the ideal moment to take turns on their rumps. They both knew it was coming but it seemed to be the proper.