She considered asking him what other pictures he had of that night, but honestly she didn't want to know. Anything more revealing than that had an equal chance of making her hang herself in shame or tempting her to play with herself to the memories of that night. Both of those actions were terrible sins though, and she wanted nothing to do with either of them. Instead she grabbed her phone, went to the bathroom, and locked the door. Once she was alone she took off her top and took a long look at her breasts. She'd never imagined showing them to anyone but her future husband, but she supposed...