"Gloria, you've been busy," said dad. "And you've done a bit of deforestation." You like it dear? It feels wonderful. Laura was a big help. She says i... looks better in the photographs, and it feels fantastic and free. I can feel the breeze in places I've never felt it before. Jim, I see you've also gone Brazilian." Yes mum." Well I think it looks very nice on you. It makes you stand out more. Now George, why have you still got those ugly underpants on? Come on, off with them."Dad really had no. As hard as the buddy in his pants that was very interested in that pair of breasts ready for the taking. As infatuated with his philosophy class as he was, for the past five hours, his attention had been going back and forth between the clock handles at the back of the class and the table right in front of him, where young Lise was falling asleep, resting her generous cleavage on the desk.Pierre gulped. She probably stayed up studying most of the night, like most of the khâgne girls usually. Then Tina stepped behind Jessica's naked body to profile Jessica to me, rubbing hands across round tits and a flat stomach to direct my attention. I nearly got whiplash looking back and forth between screen- Jessica's naked bosom and the real thing, automatically noting the heavier curvature and slight sag in real-Jessica's adult larger breasts.The two girls then turned to each other and kissed with seductive familiarity, and as their hands roamed freely, purposefully, I automatically noted how. Because of her situation. All of it. Losing her husband. Now with her son so sick." So you feel like you're some kind of -- what'd you call it? ... Opportunist." Like a turkey buzzard," I said. "Flying around, ready to pounce on some weakened prey below."Patrick allowed himself a small snort of laughter. "Pretty poetic, there, in a half-assed way," he said. " ... Like a turkey buzzard, yet!"I smiled in agreement that the image hadn't been particularly apt. "You know what I'm trying to say," I.