I’m sure she already knew the answer but I stammered: “Yes… and it was…”Before I finished she winked at me and stood up. Wearing just a pair...of loose shorts and despite her diminutive stature, she towered over me.“W-w-what now?” I mumbled.Amy reached down and took my hand pulling me up and into a deep embrace, her heaving breasts pressed into my chest as her tongue darted into my mouth. Still (naively) unsure of what to do, my palms pawed across her naked back dragging her tighter and tighter. Knowing he had his cock in his hand jerking off. "Take a walk for me doll" he said. I got out of the car and walked in front of his rig so the headlights shinned on me. I did a few twirls and poses for him lifting up my dress and petticoat spinning around. I started to walk around the parking lot sticking different posed as I did.Walking back to his rig "Want your gift Michelle" he yelled. I smiled and curtsied like a young girl. I saw him with the microphone of his CB radio in his hand. Then. It was a lot darker than mine. There was a hint of some purple streaks in the hair around her face. She was pale white, and she was standing in a leather bra and thong, holding a bag in one of her hands. Her breasts where straining against the leather bra, and I was guessing that they were double D's. A wicked smile was playing across her red lips as she looked me over. I was fairly tan from the vacations I had been taking this summer. My 32B breasts were slightly moving up and down with my. Gina and Iagreed to meet at her place on Saturday to prepare for our waitressingdebute. Several of the girls overheard Gina and I talking about oursituation along with Kristen. She was now loving the fact that we hadto actually work like slaves for the next month. throughout the day Icontinued trading texts with David and Gina did the same with Mark. Ithink talking to the guys all the time wasn't a good idea, but Ginathought it would help our situation in the long run.On Saturday morning Gina.