She told me she was much more comfortable now.My cock started twitching at the site in front of me. Her tummy looked much rounder under her clothes an... her clevage was still there but in a much differnt way. Instead of being pushed up her breasts now hung free and I loved it.Pam told me "Now you see how fat I am?"I told her she was really turning me on.She came over wrapped her arms around me told me I was to nice and gave me a big kiss.I kissed her back and soon we were udressing each. Then she held up the bra and examined it. It was simply a bra, the straps of which were leather, and could be adjusted in all dimensions using buckles. However there were no cups and it was only the tightness of the rims that supported the breasts. She fitted it onto her slave so that her firm breasts were simply sticking through the holes formed by the rings of leather. She then used the buckles to tighten it so that the breasts stuck further out and formed globes beyond the rim. She then. “I think Aidan is expecting you. Go through.”As soon as Sam stood aside to allow Julie entrance, the latter strode into the flat and went straight to the living room. Aidan was sitting in an armchair. He did not get up.“OK, Aidan,” Julie barked. “What’s going on? This some game you’re playing? What’s she doing here?”“Sit down Julie,” Aidan said, his face registering no emotion, remaining neutral.It halted her tirade or any other questions she might have had, but she did not sit down, choosing. One other problem arosewith all the washing and ironing the initials on the tags were gettingthin and wornout and unreadable in some cases one girl recommended thatthe initials be embroidered on the clothes everyone thought this was agreat idea but nobody knew how to sew well enough to do andd and localdry cleaning service wanted a fortune i knew the house mother at kappadelta was quite a seamstress she also had a state of the art sewingmachine computer controlled and everything with real.