What was I going to do? Argue withher?My confusion turned into a state of shock as Carla went to work on myeyebrows. I told myself it really wasn't ha...pening. For all I knew, Iwasn't even on a cruise ship or in a salon. I was back at home in mybed. This isn't real! I suffered through the torment of having the hairsfrom my brow plucked one by one.Convinced that it wasn't really happening, I coaxed myself into makingthe best of it until I woke up. I wonder what I look like in my dream. Itried to. I walked in silence along with her and thought I might have pissed her off.Suddenly, my beautiful colleague came closer to me and gave a peck on my lips. Then she started walking in silence with me. I was shocked at first as she was the one who pulled away from me a few moments ago and now she kissed me! I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. She said me to stop before someone sees us. So I had to stop.Soon, we reached the bungalow. Most of our friends got into their room and started. She suggested going to see a doctor in Vancouver who was an expert in SRS. I called his office and made an appointment. Luckily he could see me on a Saturday so I booked a flight and flew in early. His office was close to one of the big hospitals. I was dressed casually in jeans and a nice blouse. Since my breast augmentation there wasn’t much I could do to hide that fact I had large breasts. No matter what I wore it seemed like they were on display. They were very full 36 DD’s and I loved. Brian crawled down between my legs, spread me wide again and stuck his face in my "v". His tonge lapping away on my wetness. I held his head in place for him to lick my clit harder. He nibbled and sucked my nubbe til I came once more. When he finished cleaning me up, he kissed his way back up to my lips. He tasted like our cum. The mixture of our saltiness. MMMM such a lovely taste.We layed on the bed together until his mom yelled up the steps for us to come down for dinner. We got up.