She must have seen whatever she needed in a corner by my desk because she just opened the door and walked right in to get her stuff. My eyes and my bu...dy's eyes just followed her movements as she came in.......ahhh jeez......I still remember the hot rush as I watched her tits bounce, no bra under her cotton t shirt, and as she bent over to pick up the little bag of baby stuff, her pajama bottoms just clung to the round fullness of her ass and I just sighed. She must have heard me because she. ..” Polly lamented, kicking herself she hadn't thought of a name as she tried to catch her breath from her ordeal. The baby, whatever it's name would be, latched onto Polly's nearest breast, and drank greedily. Polly cooed. “Okay, that feels great. Oh wow.” she said, stroking her baby. Susan sat alongside her, and stroked her belly. “We girls and our babies.” she said. Polly looked over. “You don't have your's yet!” she said, seeming to be genuinely upset that her friend didn't have her baby. I believe that he will give you some papers. But I am not sure of what will happen.”... At the well-appointed offices of Yarkey, Solomon and Poe, she was eventually admitted to David Poe’s office. She handed over the letter and explained who she was. Poe rifled through some papers on his desk, in turn, asked a few questions to make sure she was who she said she was. He looked at her driver’s license, her passport, and finally decided she was legit.“I’m sorry that I had to do all that, but Mr.. ‘She wasn’t wearing jeans as tight a yours’, I replied, laughing. This seemed to lighten up the atmosphere and Caroline said, ‘Why don’t you have a seat, I’ll just carry on.’ So saying she did. As she was wearing jeans as tight (if not tighter) than those of last week I was treated to quite a show. Was she was doing it on purpose? She seemed only to have reach up high to get something down and put it on the floor or pick something up to stack it up high. As she never bent at the knees always.