On entering the lounge, sitting on an armchair was an elderly lady who looked to be in her late sixties. She was quite a plain lady but not unattracti...e in her own way. ‘Bill this is my friend Rose … Rose this is Bill who used to live next door’. We acknowledged each other and I parked myself on the sofa. Aunt Jean offered me coffee but I’d only recently had a cup at my business meeting. We chatted for a while and I was hoping Rose would cut out but she showed no sign of leaving. So I. But hers, they were globes of perfectness. I reach out slowly, feeling the heat of each mammary before they reached the flesh. I could see blue veins on the tops through the golden skin. I squeezed them softly, testing their firmness. They were massive and very perky. Each nipple was thick and my mouth watered."Never seen a pair like this before have you?" No, never. They are perfect beyond compare." You can compliment a lady you know. You deserve a treat." Wait this isn't one?"Laughing, she. I can understand why you don’t like talking about it, but I’m curious.”“It’s not as bad as it used to be,” I explained, sighing quietly. “Most people have gotten past my being different and tend to ignore me or just see me as Bruce’s kid sister. Him being so popular has helped me out a lot. I guess the only ones who really give me any problems anymore are Debbie and her groupies, but you know how quickly they could ruin your reputation.”Julie just rolled her eyes when I mentioned our head. That being the case, she was unaccustomed to walking in the four inch heels. As she returned with the bottle, her ankle shifted under her and the bottle fell to the table. It didn't break, but the expensive whisky flooded her fathers plate."Goddamnit." He said, jumping from the table. "You're as worthless as your mother. Change for punishment two. Then clean this up."She hated all of the punishments, each worse than the previous. Sandra had only been punished to level three. Her father said he.