The natural scent of jasmine flourished around her as her hair waft it around as she ran. As she rounded the first curve she had noticed a male figure...ahead running at a similar pace. She saw him pull off into the alcove that held a pull up bar. As she came by she noticed he had removed his shirt. She slowed as she had never seen him before. He looked about her age with a sharp military style hair cut that consisted of a darker brown shade. Not overtly muscular but defined his body was tone and. This is rape. She is stoned. Surely she doesn’t know what he is doing. Maybe it’s not real; maybe it’s a dream. I slowly move my head to look again. He is doing something. He is moving his head. I can’t see her face, just her hand. Oh! ... He is kissing her, and her hand is in his hair. That piece of shit ... oh god, but this is erotic. I glance at Amanda. Her head is slumped forward on her chest. Why doesn’t she wake up? They are right in front of her. I move back. The colors are still there.. ‘I think you’ve been suitably punished for embarrassing my employees,’ said Tamara Jadespell. ‘However, now you’ll be punished for attempting to embarrass me.’ One month later. I wriggled my way up to the table, being careful not to lean over too far. My flippy micro-skirt barely covered my ass, and my thong was no help whatsoever. My huge boobs jiggled as I walked, but I couldn’t leave the customers without drinks for long, so I had to hurry. The ridiculous five-inch heels I was wearing wasn’t. So I chose a red panty which had to be tied on either sides with a thin string. I had to squeeze my balls and dick to fit that thing. Next I wanted a bra. I chose a red string bra. Her bras were very big, since she had huge tits. I had no boobs! I started looking out for things in the room.I just found news paper. I rolled it and somehow brought it to shape and made my boobs! I wore a blue top which had a deep cut. If Sindhu wears it, I’m sure half of her boobies will be flashing. I made sure.