He finishes the cereal, washes the bowl and spoon, and then heads to thesmall pantry just off the kitchen. Collecting the duster, dust cloths,furnitur... polish and such, he walks through the kitchen and into theliving room. The house is eerily quiet, which amplifies the click clickof his heels and the creaking of the collar and corset. He realizes hehasn't even seen the whole house yet and isn't sure where to start, sohe begins here. Dusting the shelves and wiping off the tables, he goesabout. This was Tracy. There she rode for a short while in just her bright pink bra. Tracy had nice C cups. Tom just looked over at her and just stared. Tracy reminded him to watch the road. She also caught him looking at her. She decided to cool him and poured the rest of her water over his head and neck. Tom finally stopped. He was overheating, so to speak. He bent over and began to kiss Tracy. His hands immediately went to her bra. He fumbled around the back until he finally got it. Tracy found his. "Because of two things. First I got into a group of guys that no onescrewed with," Craig said. "You remember that mom use to always wonderwhy I didn't get my ass kicked everyday cause I always walked around witha chip on my shoulder"Lisa nodded."Well that was the other part, I realized that if I walked around with alook on my face that I would go nuts and rip the head off the firstasshole that even looked at me it tend to make people think twice. I meanI still wasn't any bigger but acting like. “We’ll be in late.”Rick simply waved his hand in the air without saying anything else, his way of dismissing me.Emily drove us to an house on the far side of the city. I could tell there was a party going on by the number of cars all along the side of the road leading up to the house. As soon as we stepped out of the car, I could hear the loud thumping of the base of the music coming from the house. I looked at Emily ad asked if she was sure that we were at the right place. She assured me we.