A mishap involved with that project had left her with ponderously large, impossibly perky breasts, each the size of her head. They strained against th... white fabric of the suit shirt she wore beneath her blue blazer, making it obvious to anyone that said mishap had also rendered her incapable of wearing underwear. They were a comic mismatch on the redhead’s otherwise petite frame.Still, ever the trooper, May walked past the division’s pretty blonde secretary, forcing a gait and straightforward. ”“Must be nice,” Dana muttered.“Oh, it is.” Lily started walking again, and when she passed behind a palm tree, her appearance rippled. Her hair was now a dirty blonde, and her wetsuit had become a bathing suit once more. She was about twenty years older now, and stopped to hand Dana the beach chair.“One of us needs to look the part,” she explained, tilting her sunglasses down to make eye contact. The sunglasses were encrusted with gems, and a cursive letter C was on the corner of the frames.. The next day my Dad was coming home and I hoped Lin wouldn't confess to him that his hot Korean wife had sex with his son. I fell asleep dreaming of her, how soft her breasts were, how tight her pussy was and how she smelled. I woke up late morning the next day and went back home. My Dad's car was in the driveway so I knew he was back. When I went in the house he was watching television in the den and Lin was fixing lunch in the kitchen. I hesitated for a moment then went in the den and sat. I wake up wheezing but relish that time around noon when I feel well and healthy once more, able to renew my body with toxins and make sure that healthy will never again define me at all. It is the night when I inflict the real damage. I get stoned quickly so I can savor every little piece of my sanity as it crumbles from me. How does one reach the point when life is no longer fun, unless seen through the eyes of someone not aware of even what he sees? When masturbation is not what it once was,.