They reminded her of birds…all top and thin legs. It gave new meaning to the word “chick” so often used for women. As they walked, she began to...realize her friend’s mammaries weren’t the only things jiggling. Glancing down at her own torso, she realized her plump little gut was shimmying and quivering as she moved. With each step, it would bounce and then undulate. Without intention, she found herself trying to suck it in, but with each woman she passed, her comfort grew. Hell she wasn’t. I don't have any pictures except them going in and coming out."Portnoy--I have more details on him. He has been to your house several times and twice they were in the bedroom where we have the camera. You can guess the rest. The phone sex they have makes even me blush. I've made transcripts of some of the things that will tip the scales in your favor if a judge hears them. What are you going to do?" Nothing until after my brother and his family comes from Wyoming and leaves again. He doesn't. "You mean that?" she asked. He nodded. "I told you that I wouldn't force you into anything." "Will you teach me what you know?" Aye, I will teach you." Bridget nodded. "I'd like that. So you still have the book?" "Yes, my love. Until you came into my life, it was my greatest treasure,"he replied. "Were the spells you used on me from that book?" she asked. "Only the first one; over the years, I have acquired other manuscripts,"he replied. "I'll also share those with you." He then explained about. "Almostdone," she thought happily."Babe!" Tom chuckled as Peter dove at his controller. "Don't be a soreloser now."Peter desperately tried to pull the controller from Tom's hands."Please!" Peter yelled, practically in tears. "This isn't right!"Tom smiled as he gently pulled his girlfriend in close, her mascarastarting to run slightly from crying. "Don't worry so much babe," hesaid in a hushed tone, one of his hands letting go of his controller andmaking its way to Peter's large chest.Peter.