And soap each other as Ravan pointed out. Every last place. Put on what you have been told to wear, and I will return in an hour to begin your train-

ing."

The door clicked shut, and within the room one could hear the proverbial pin drop.

"Well?" said Pamela.

"Well?" said Donna.

"Do we head for the windows or do we play girl games in the shower?" laughed Pamela.

Donna looked at the barred windows, and re- turned the laugh.

"Unless you.have a hacksaw, hon, we play girl games in the shower!"

Pamela reached across and began to unbutton

Donna's blouse. When the last button was released she peeled the garment back, baring Donna's breasts. The firm mounds were beautiful, despite being flecked from the punishment bra. Pamela shivered briefly as a brand new emotion reared itself within her. She had never stripped a girl before and she found the moment rather exciting.

Why deny it?

"Crikey, you've got super tits, Donna," she said.

"Geez, I feel all funny. Want to do me?"

Donna returned the favor and unbuttoned Pam- ela.

"Look who's talking!" laughed Donna. "Some set of knockers you have!"

The shower was delightful after the long day.

There was no hesitation as the girls passed the bar of soap back and forth between them Their hands rubbed and smeared the foamy suds on each other with eagerness and both felt t.he intense stimula- tion generated by this activity. Ravan's words were most apparent,. It was a natural thing! The feel of a slippery, soapy girl was unbelievable!

Busy hands soaped slippery breasts longer than necessary, but breasts felt so… beautiful. Lather- coated fingers ran between the deep bottom cheeks to the puckered orifice, then foamed the silken hair at their sex and the warm lips within. Pamela and