She was a strong woman, confident in her skills and in her worth, but she knew that when people looked at her, they saw her tits first and foremost, a...d very often, they saw only her tits, as if she, Jessica Rabbit,the most successful nightclub singer Toontown had ever birthed, was nothing more than a walking pair of bloated meat balloons. She was a strong woman, but the weight of her tits sometimes dragged her down.So the shower was her refuge, and it would be a perfect refuge if it wasn't so. But Sandy stood out. She was sat upright on a cushion in front of the fire and Alan was lying on his side in front of her. “Come and join us darling,” Sandy said to him. “I...I was just wondering if everything was alright,” Bill said as he approached them. “Everything is fine,” Sandy told him as she reached and pulled a cushion from the settee and put it down beside her. She patted it indicating to him to sit. “You’re...you’re naked.” Sandy smiled, “I asked Alan to undress me,” she told. I asked her what was going on. She told me to take my pants off and get ready to blow a load. I figured she was going to give me a strip tease and maybe even let me watch her masturbate. I started getting hard thinking about it. What seemed weird was that as she was squeezed into one corner of the little room when she started to take off her blouse. Button by button she methodically undid her shirt. This time she wasn't wearing a bra....her amazing tits were out in the open.. her nipples erect. She paused long enough for the voice to inquire sharply if there was anyone there?“It’s Grace,” she said, “Grace Williams. You know me as Princess Canis.”“Ah,” the voice at the other end instantly changed to delight. “The beautiful bitch.”Grace’s heart jumped, missing two beats at the word ‘bitch’.“Yes,” she said, “Can we meet?”“Of course. I’ve been waiting for your call. When and where?”She gave the address and name of the hotel but told him she would meet him in the food hall in the mall. He.