"I wonder when that happened? Those weren't there yesterday." She mused, "I suppose I'll be a woman soon." She gave a big sigh."The phone, Wendy." Oh,...right. The living room." Another enchanting yawn and stretch, "I'm on it."I followed her down the stairs. Where she had been straight from shoulders to hips there were now smooth bumps that swayed ... I don't know why I didn't fall down the stairs.The phone was next to the hall door. There was a chair for the children to stand on so we could. As Tag stood there watching her walk away in the dimly lit room, he felt his crotch signal that he had better get some proper perspective before his meeting with Mr. Smoot. How would it look, he thought, to be picked up on suspicion of stealing a salami from the hotel deli and hiding it in my trousers? Old Smootie might get a tad pissed.But he knew he had just enough time to at least get a good gander at her backside as she stepped into the bright lighting of the lobby. He wasn't disappointed,. We were well into our conversation when Mark said that he was going to get a few beers in from down the road. He said he would be five or so minutes, so Lucy and I allowed him to leave the room and out the front door. As soon as we heard the door close behind him Lucy looked straight into my eyes and winked, and I back.Lucy and I were very close together, we occasionally had the odd kiss but nothing grew further from that, until that evening. As she waited for Mark to get clear out of sight she. "Yeah, I do. They're great. Do you um.. like me playing with them?" Yeah, I do. It feels really nice." Can I suck them?" What?" I said, surprised and a tiny bit shocked.I had a fit of the giggles and put my arm over my tits, brushing his hands away. He started laughing too. It was so funny the idea of Davey sucking my tits."Can I?" "OK. If you want to." I said trying to stop my giggling.I took my arm away from my tits and rested my hand on his shoulder. He leaned forward and kissed my nipple. I.