In the glowing light of a late Sunday afternoon Nicole and Alice pose for photos on the marble steps of the post office.

“That’s great,” says Alex, the photographer, after he’s taken a few pictures. “But do you think you could...?” His right hand opens in a gesture.

“What does he want?” Alice whispers to Nicole.

“Bare tits,” Nicole whispers back.

Alice’s eyes show she’s a little taken aback. “I don’t know,” she says.

“It’s really okay,” Nicole says, edging the bodice of her own gown aside so that both her nipples are exposed. “No one will mind. And besides, you have the most beautiful breasts.”

“I don’t know,” Alice repeats.

“It’s really very sexy,” Nicole says. “Very exciting. Just push your top down.”

Alice shivers. “My hands seem to be paralyzed.”

“That’s okay. I’ll help.” Nicole gently pushes the bodice of Alice’s top down over her left breast. “There. We’ll just do one for now. Doesn’t that feel good?”

“A little, I guess. Kind of tingly.”

Nicole grins. “Your nipples are very sensitive, aren’t they?” She brushes her thumb over Alice’s exposed nipple. It fattens perceptibly.

“Lovely,” Alex calls out above the click, click, click of his camera. “Lovely, lovely, lovely. Now if we could just...”

“What does he want now?” Alice asks.

Nicole grins. She eases her panties down her legs and off, then flips them playfully toward Alex, the photographer, who snags them on the lens of his camera.

“Might be a nice effect,” he says.

Nicole laughed. “Now you,” she says to Alice.

“But I’m not wearing any,” Alice admits.

“Naughty girl,” Nicole teases, at the same time pushing Alice’s top over her right breast, so now both are bare. Her forefinger soothes Alice’s excited nipple. “Touch me now,” Nicole says. “Touch my clit the way I’m touching your tit.”

One touch is all it takes for Nicole to come.

“I need to taste you now,” Alice says.

“I know. I need to taste you too.”

“Wait, where are you going?” Alex calls out as arm in arm the girls walk away. They don’t wait. They don’t answer. They don’t turn around.