. .and more. I went from a size eight with small boobs, hips and thighs to a large eighteen. I'd grown all over, and I was terrified John wouldn't lov... me anymore. We’d always had an amazing sex life. John was constantly horny. He loved to fuck, and he loved showing me off. Whenever we went out, he went crazy when I dressed in a super-short mini skirt with a tight, bare midriff T-shirt. He was so proud when guys whistled at me, saying there was nothing wrong with them looking as long as they. That is why our motto is 'Rioghal Mo Dhream in the Gaelic which translates as 'My Name is Royal.'" Are you saying that your family is descended from the line of a Scottish King, and that the locket may go back as far as that?" Well the brother of the king; so that would make us have Royal connections, I suppose." Rory told her."Wow!" Marjory said "That would make the locket almost priceless. Some Christmas present!" I never thought of it like that," I told her. "Though I knew it would be. She was a genius, unlike me with my solid 'D' average. She had never dated while I lived at home, when I had a different girlfriend every couple of weeks. And she was the epitome of nerd, wearing her hair in pigtails, wearing out-of-fashion glasses and always carrying a book. She also always wore long skirts and dressed as if she had just been time-warped from 1955. To make matters even worse, she had been wearing braces for the past three years. Anyway, when I returned from overseas, Lily had. Her breathe over my face driving me crazy and crazy, and I under unconsious state just give her a taste of my tongue to her little juicy lips and started sucking it hard, which let her out of sleep and put a strong hand over my face by slapping me and asked me to move out of the room. I asked her why she is saying so.,she told me that what i was doing is wrong and I asked her if she can do in the sleep then its ok. She surprised and asked me what she has done with me, i told her each and every.