She suddenly felt queasy. Maybe she had the wrong address, the wrong unit. Maybe it was the wrong city or the wrong life. Maybe she wasn’t doing thi.... Maybe she wasn’t married with c***dren. She snapped out of her daydream when a light was turned on inside the unit, then turned off again. That was the signal. Madeleine, a woman of 52 who could pass for 10 years younger, looked at her face in the car mirror, rearranged her blonde hair, took out her make-up bag, then put it back in her. The box of condoms had been among my things in the bathroom that night but not the next morning. She said nothing, and I buried the second box at the bottom of my pack.That morning we sent our suitcases back to my family on the bus, paid our bill with Greg's card, and started up to the trail. That night was our first in a tent. It was easier to undress Jeanette that night. Our petting was informed by some sense on both our parts as to what brought her response.On the second night on the trail. ..”I growled, “shut up. You are one of the profiteers that made billions.”I shook my head and looked at Alexandra who was grinning as she spoke, “want to be our imperial material inspector?”I snorted as I stood, “your military suppliers would not like that.”I held out my hand and she stood and slipped hers into mine, “where are we going?”I smiled, “to see if you enjoy sex as much as I.”Everyone gasped and started talking as I led her out and her guards fell in behind us. I glanced back at the. While she did he got a delicious view of her large engorged breasts pressed tightly to her blouse. over each nipple was a spreading wet stain."I've had to buy another bra. I just don't know what to do sir?" she said as she put the jumper to one side."Blouse as well please" he watched as she undid the buttons and opened it displaying her half cupped white lace bra, which was struggling to contain her swollen mammaries. The breast flesh was squeezed up over the top. She didn't look at him at all..