Nudity is a bridge too far

Now you're faced with the prospect of being naked it seems more daunting. In some ways you're less concerned with the bra but you know that after the bra comes the panties. Then you are naked for the whole world to see and although the thought it arousing it also sends a chill down your spine. As an old teacher of yours once said 'When information is released it can never be unreleased.' If you strip naked now those pictures are going to be out there forever. You want to keep your clothes on, it's been fun but nudity is a bridge too far so you say.

"Oh already, I thought we'd tease it out some more."

Tyrone can see the hesitation in your face and snaps back with.

"When I only have ten pictures to play with then I need to move things quick. 40% of the photos without much skin is more than enough teasing. So, the bra?"

You reach back behind you, your fingers on the clasp but you know you can't do it and shake your head. You look at a stern and disappointed Tyrone who says.

"You sure."

"Yeah."

You reply with a nod. It suddenly feels like a weight has been taken off your shoulders and you're sure this is the right decision. You smile and say.

"Absolutely. Sorry to have wasted your."

Tyrone cuts you off with a hand movement and by butting in with.

"I wasn't sure you were convinced, but I could see you were a little stressed and now that stress is gone. Maybe it was the camera. Maybe it was revealing your orbs. I'd love to see them. The whole world would. But you have to want to show them. Now if you change your mind you've got my email address, but I don't think you will. I'll just delete the photos and let you get on your way. Unless you'd like to give me one for the spank bank and just 'get your tits out' for me?"

With his camera lowered you pull your skirt down back into position, he turn the camera back towards you and takes a couple of steps forward so you can see him delete the four photos. With a cheeky grin you push your fingers under the support of you bra, pulling it up and flashing Tyrone your sweater puppies. He whistles and you can see the bulge in his pants surge. Pulling your bra back into place, doing up your blouse as you says your goodbyes to Tyrone and make your way back to your room.