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evening there was no fire. Richard stepped aside and Helen walked to the centre of the group and knelt facing the fireplace, her head bowed looking at the floor. No one spoke and no one moved as Helen knelt quietly and removed the jacket of her suit and laid it beside her. For the first time even through the material of her blouse the company could appreciate her large firm breasts and see their softness as they hung free beneath the cloth. Still no one moved or spoke. Helen laughed inwardly, she had seen this before, all of the men wanted her body, all of the women wanted to hurt her because of the lust she engendered in their partners but everyone was afraid to make the first move in case the rest thought they were odd. If only they knew