Our theme was a farmer and his livestock. I was not happy with the theme at all, and worse still, he got my mother and i costumes that were much too s...all. I was a cow, wearing a one piece swimsuit with a cow pattern that squished my tits together uncomfortably like those push-up bras from the Renaissance. In the middle was a cut out that showed off my mid-rift and over the area where my pubic hair would be if i didn't shave it all were four pink hard-plastic udders. My back was mostly bare. Elizabeth gave Vanessa a begging look."Oh well, let's go in then."The bookstore was well set up, with the books ordered by genre and authors. Elizabeth dragged her to a shelf that held "light reading" and let her finger travel over the books in the middle section, until she pulled out a rather slim volume and presented it to Vanessa with a triumphant smile."Is this something you know?" Vanessa asked, slightly puzzled. "Tea at Sunderland Hall? I never heard of it. Oh! You wrote that?"Elizabeth. The reason Tom Barry had failed in his objective to sink the eight ball was because right at the moment when his right arm was swinging forward with the cue-stick under its command someone had called his name.Someone standing somewhere behind Tom and out of his field of vision had called his name giving him just the tiniest of frights. That tiny little fright made Tom miss-cue by just the slightest degree but that was enough to send the white ball off at the wrong angle. The white ball then. I stopped, looked at him and then looked behind us. Completely embarrassed, I tried to cover myself and hide behind him.“Oh don’t let us stop you,” one of them said, “we were enjoying the show.”This had quite some effect on my boyfriend and I could feel him grow a little more inside me. He drew me in and whispered in my ear, “Hey babes, if they want a show, let’s give them one.”Now I wasn’t a total prude, but had never done anything like this, knowing that someone was watching. I was very.