checked. She had to chuckle silently whenever she noticed Ron's eyes rove over her body and more than once she caught him staring into that healthy cleavage. And her breasts reacted to his obvious attention with a tingling warmth that spread through her bosom. She felt the fat nipples become turgid and push against the thin material that confined them. They itched but she dared not scratch. 'Oh!' she thought, 'his eyes are turning

me on!'

Chris declined a drink, but was delighted when she was served a simple white wine. At least she could drink lightly and still maintain her sobriety. She wanted to experience this evening to its fullest and alcohol would only spoil this first night out.

After dinner the ladies excused themselves for the mandatory trip to 'freshen up'. Chris felt some trepidation at entering the Ladies'. Room, yet she knew no one could tell she had not been using those facilities all her life. Standing before the mirror to check her makeup, she noticed that those itchy nobs were visible beneath the light chiffon cups. Checking to ensure privacy while Julia used a stall, Chris rubbed and scratched frantically, only to experience deeper and more titilating sensations. The more she tried the worse (or better) it got. Finally, in frustration, she stopped, clenched her teeth, and willed the feelings to disappear. No good!

"God" she swore.. "What now?"

"Just try to relax and enjoy it." Julia was watching her from the stall door!

Chris jumped two inches straight up, causing her weighty mams to bounce and furthering her discomfort.

Julia continued to watch her. "And don't be embarrassed either. Those feelings are pretty normal. Just think of that itch as a friendly

reminder from your body that you are a woman and let your feelings guide any further.. uh .. shall we say.. uh.. treatment?"

Still very much aware of her stimulated state as they returned to their table, Chris realized that treatment' meant the biggest three letter word in her current dictionary, SEX!

The music had become loud and brassy for the show, the lights harsh. The dancing was only fair but with some good spots. For Chris, the best part of the show was the costumes and the resulting displays of feminine charms as most of the women's costumes were very skimpy and form revealing. Some were even topless. The male performers also wore outfits that enhanced the sexual image. Chris watched the show in wide-eyed wonder. It was a kind of display she had never seen before, only heard about. She did not know whom to be most jealous of, the beautiful women in sequins, feathers, and skin, or the well-endowed men. Each of them literally turned her on!

Ron was attentive to her throughout the evening. Bob was pleasant and made good company, but his attention was decidedly focused on Julia, naturally. Ron, however, was obviously interested in Chris, watching her constantly and he even placed a tentative arm around her shoulders during the show which Chris allowed with a thrill of private satisfaction. Later, in the car, arm around her again, Ron eased closer but never progressed beyond the arm across her shoulders and his free hand holding hers gently in her lap. At the Miller house, they all had a late drink before Chris escorted Ron to the door.

As he opened the door to leave, Ron turned. "I had a wonderful time tonight, Chris," he smiled. "Would you like to do. it again soon, maybe in a few days?"

As she paused to formulate her answer Ron