When she unbent, my eyes were drawn to the fuzzy heart on her abdomen, and I thought of Bea. When the time was right, I intended to get to the bottom of that mystery. That would be bathtime:
I was having so much fun that I spent longer than I intended to in the "Mother Nature" section. Bea had a tense look on her face the whole time and did not relax back to her usual, neutral expression until the earthquake machines were safely out of sight. But her nipples took much longer to relax. And even when they softened, they could perk back up to full stiffness in a heartbeat. That cycle of softness and stiffness continued for the rest of our time in the hangar. I was delighted to learn that, despite being smaller in size, her nipples had the same talent as her big sister's. They were so fascinating that I found it difficult not to stare. I yearned to touch them - to know what something so soft one minute and so stiff the next felt like. But since I had a bath time with Mary scheduled for later that evening, I was content to bide my time. I would find out soon enough! Thanks, Neverdoubted. I'm looking forward to bathtime.
Having two obedient step sisters would be great.