Daphne reached up and took the zipper between her finger and thumb. She felt numb and dazed, in a state of incredulous, dream-like suspension. As she drew the zip slowly down Caroline's back and saw that the girl wasn't wearing a brassiere, her eyes grew so misty and heated that the expanse of white flesh which she was revealing seemed to blur and melt into a lascivious, fluffy blanket. The area of Caroline's back was an infinite landscape of soft skin into which she could sink forever, merging with the girl's precious body in a voluptuous, sensual oneness ...
She lowered the zipper until Caroline's dress fell away from her back, revealing the girl's white bikini pants. Keeping her feet planted firmly on the floor, Caroline shook her body until the garment was shrugged to an untidy heap a
