Chapter 42

The rest of our walk was made in relative silence. Even my sobs died down eventually. Kathy was even considerate enough to take her own blouse off so I wouldn't look so out of place; me in my skimpy bikini bottoms which barely covered my mons and her in a blouse and shorts. Of course, she was used to going topless. I was ashamed of the looks I received in my minuscule swimsuit. It violated every standard of modesty I held for myself. Despite my shame, or maybe because of it, my nipples were hard spikes on my breasts. I was so glad to get back, my ordeal finally over. It was around 1:30, two and a half hours before Tanner would return.

"I say we have something to drink," Kathy said. "Wash the taste of cum out of your mouth, maybe get drunk."

"Yes, please," I said. "Getting drunk sounds perfect."

"I'll crack open a bottle of wine, or perhaps something harder?" Kathy asked.

"What do we have in the