Her bumps had turned into huge lumps with things on the end that must be just like his own, which stood out whenever it was cool. She had splashed wat...r at him for looking, but hadn’t gotten mad.Enid’s breasts were bigger than Sarah’s, though not so big as his mother’s. And she had had those bumps on the tips of her breasts too ... sticking out through the leather she had been wearing. He remembered her upper chest, covered with freckles, and wondered if her breasts were covered with them too.. That was when he stopped, moving the play hand to my back, the spankinghand still laying on my hot bum and once again, I was left in deniedbegging frustration. It left me whimpering and wriggling on him."I know ya loves that don't ya girl, almost as much as I loves doin it,now thank me agin nicely."It took me ages to steady my emotions, some small sense slowlyreturning, yet I know that I was feeling more submissive than I had everfelt."Thnk you for s spanking me Daddy," I eventually managed to. I was wrung out from the day, so I kicked back with my feet up on the coffee table and watched TV while strumming my guitar. I woke up about one and went to bed. No sense in getting my back sore by sleeping sitting up.I awoke at my usual six in the morning and made some coffee in the little coffeepot that was in the room. It was enough to get my body running to do all the bathroom stuff one has to do. I took my medications and stretched out in my shorts, a T-shirt, and tennis shoes. When I went. Probably had a tiny dick and couldn't kiss for shit...but he looked safe."Haven't seen you around here before," he said.I used a line Karla had suggested and told him I'd just broken up with my boyfriend. "I'm lonely," I told him."I know the feeling," he said. "Do you want to drown your loneliness in a beer after we close?"Two beers and a hamburger into our conversation I decided to tell Mike the truth. "Would you hate me," I said, "if I told you I'm a lesbian?" Are you k**ding?" No, but I want.