I'm also used to talking to white superiors, white clients, and whites in my private life. You get used to speaking so you can be understood," she ans...ered."OK. That makes sense. Now, can we get back to the getting to know you, and you can teach me how to behave when we have more time later?"She smiled at him. Caitlin's head had been flicking from one to the other. Like the white men Brandy was describing, she wasn't used to such confrontations with large black women. "I keep myself busy. I. At first she said she is fine with the wet clothes but she agreed when I insisted. I gave her one of my shirt and a towel. I told her that the door of the bathroom has swollen due to the moisture, so it couldn’t be locked properly. She went inside to have shower and I went to the wash basin near the bathroom door to have some face wash. I noticed that there was a narrow gap in the door. I peeped inside through that gap. Oh god! I couldn’t believe what I saw.I could see her partially through. .. ?” But she kept kneading them with her fingers.She giggled, “I’ve wanted to do this ever since you got here. Yours are firmer and heavier than mine. I’m really, really jealous. A few seconds later, her hands were gone, so I rinsed my hair. When I was finished, she said, “You can feel mine if you want.”I shook my head, “No, I’m good.”“Bullshit! Give me your hands.” I didn’t move, so she grabbed both of my hands and pulled them to her boobs. She was right. Her boobs were obviously smaller, but. Linda, Linda, Linda… this was not the Linda that I was just talking to. First, I have to describe her body to you. About five-eight and slim. She didn’t look this slim in baggy’s. Medium size tits and looonnnggg legs. I have never seen a dress like she was wearing. Pleated skirt up to a tight waist.The top was so deceiving. Look at it from the front and it was a dress with a low V in front. Nice belly button. Thin straps over the shoulders. It was the back, or lack of that got me. the straps.