The farther his finger slid up, the farther the strap of the suit slid down her shoulder. Their eyes locked together. Kim's showed fear; anticipation; anxiety. Matt's gleamed with delight and control. Without looking at it, Kim felt the strap lay against the very top of her arm. The man's hand was back at her breast. It lay on the top before moving down, inside the suit, around the bulk of her breast and finally to the nipple.