No, worse than that. She was a bad friend. Slowing down, Brandi became aware of something else odd: her chest hurt. Her duties as the Protector regula...ly had her running much further, for much longer - she’d never had any issues with her chest hurting before.Looking down at her sticky cleavage, Brandi frowned. The question from last night arose its head once more: had her boobs grown? No, that didn’t make sense. Maybe it was just that she’d stopped wearing a bra.Why had she stopped wearing a. “I might be seen leaving the room just now, people will talk,” he told her. “Besides I have nowhere to sleep tonight. My twin room has my friend and a couple of your friends there. One of them waiting for me of course but she’s not my type,” he explained. “You.....you can’t stay here,” she told him. He ignored her and turned and put the glass down. “Mind if I take a shower?” he asked. She had no time to answer. He brushed past her and into the bathroom. Ten minutes later he emerged wet and. I must have made a noise of some sort as suddenly they both looked around and saw me. "don't just fucking stand there staring, get over here and join in" instructed Jane. I walked over as if in a trance and soon had 2 pairs of willing hands taking my clothes off and my cock was soon out in the open. Mel and Jane bent down and started running their tongues up and down my length and over my helmet. I smiled and thought i had gone to heaven. Within seconds i could feel the familiar tingling in. We talked about the party that we would be going to on Friday night, Helen was particularly excited about that. Then, changing the subject, Helen told us what great little girls we had and we all commented on how much they both adored having Wendy as their babysitter. Helen mentioned that, although she had given Wendy the basic facts about sex, she was worried that she should be giving her more detailed information. She wondered if we might help her out in that area. We made vague promises to.