She eventually looked up at the clock with a start. ‘What is it with me losing track of time with you? I’ve gotta run, I’m supposed to be at the...library right now!’ ‘Well I’m done here and need to head to the gym soon, how about I walk you there?’ She frowned for just a second and I was afraid she was going to say no. ‘I suppose that wont hurt anything. I’ll need to go grab my bag though.’ she said, still with that frown. ‘How about I meet you at your room in 10 minutes and we can go from. . I'm just ... Come and see what I've been drawing."I walked over and looked over her shoulder. The picture was made of soft gray pencil lines and showed a classy French influenced bedroom, and on the middle of the bed was a very realistic depiction of the rounded forms of Abby's breasts and bum, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she rode my cock to orgasm."Wow! That's ... that's amazing. Fantastic!"It is for you ... well me too ... but I couldn't stop thinking about last night and this. Now Bella had bigger tits than a porn star when she was 12, or so she says, and now that she is almost 30 they have grown to the point that I bet even nuns look at her in appreciation and a little jealousy!! She told me once that when she was a junky (she has been clean for 5 years now) she had a k** breast fed the boy until the courts took him away from her and gave him to the father who disappeared back to Mexico. Anyway, she had kept pumping those tits four or five times a day ever since!!. When the two girlsgot to the table, Susan and I put some cookies in napkins for everyone.Then Susan poured the punch into paper cups. As the girls ate, I askedthe girls who that girl was and what they were saying. Oh' that'sApril'', said Jenny. She liked' our barrettes'. She thought they wereso' cute'. Yes', said Samantha, she thought' we were sisters'' becauseour hair' was fixed' the same' way'. What' did you tell' her, I asked.We' told her we were sisters''. She believed'' us. That.