Roll onto your back...and fall asleep.

The warmth of the sun soaking into your back relaxes your muscles and gives you that comfortable wooziness you can only get from sunbathing. All the while you can hear Tommy behind the fence, shifting position as he struggles to get a better view of the sides of your tits.

After a good fifteen minutes you're pretty sure your back has had all the sun it can take before you start to burn. You have almost forgotten about peeping Tommy, but when you turn onto your side you hear what can only be a shocked gasp. He gets a straight-on view of your bare breasts as you roll over onto your back.

You make no effort to hide yourself. In fact, you drizzle suntan oil across your full breasts and begin to massage the warm liquid into your soft flesh. Your hands knead your substantial mounds and your fingertips toy with your nipples again, making them stick up proudly from your breasts. You hear the click of Tommy's camera as he snaps pictures of your topless chest.

'Good,' you think. 'I hope the little perv jacks off to me every night of the week.'

Once you're satisfied that your breasts are fully protected from damaging UV rays, and Tommy has seen enough of you playing with your tits, you relax on the deck chair. You adjust your sunglasses on your face and settle back. You stretch out your lithe body and without even realizing it, you drift off to sleep.

Tommy watches, entranced by your body. He is surprised when he hears you begin to snore softly. Joy Applebottom, topless, completely oiled up, and looking hot as hell, has fallen asleep in her deck chair.

'I'll never have an opportunity like this again,' Tommy thinks. 'But what if I get caught?'

While Tommy considers whether he should do something, you begin to dream that you are dancing through a grassy field, beautiful women and handsome men chasing after you. You know that you can easily outrun them, but a part of you keeps you running slow enough to just stay out of reach.