.. they are big, not huge but big nonetheless. I was wondering why you gave me big boobs; I mean I'm the breast woman, not you as far as I know. So wh...'d you make me so big?" she pondered."You complaining?" Rrrrrriiiiigggghhhhttttt! Me? Complaining? After all I've been through I'd start complaining about the rack, which I can't keep my hands off. It's not that, it's just.... you know?" she cocked her head as if Ariel was supposed to know."Okay, you're right. I did do it for you because I know. You could have pushed her away after she broke your heart twice, but you were there when she faced her demons. You were there when she fell into depression. You and Pam were the only two that visited her when she was in the facility.”“I think Pam is her best friend,” I said to deflect.“David, you can have more than one best friend.”“Then why are you asking about Tracy?” I asked.She smiled.“Because you needed to know that she’s what I want to be for now. I bet you don’t believe in my ‘someday’. Look, I don’t date the women I work with. Simply put, I find it unprofessional. So, who then? Old classmates? Perhaps, but had I wanted to date them I would have already asked. So whom do you suggest? Random strangers? Yes, I believe I will ask out a random woman I meet at a coffee shop, completely ignoring her boyfriend ordering a latte in the background. You get my point. We laughed on the phone with one another at the ridiculousness of the moment. Here we were, in the middle of March, cold. They felt good in there, my tongue running over them gently, tasting the salt of his sweat while my hand pulled his foreskin back and forth, his penis engorging itself rapidly.My licking moved up, teasing his shaft, but it was also teasing me as I was hungry for his cock that continued to grow, slightly bigger than mine at over seven inches and looking bigger because of the lack of hair around it. The head was a bit longer in proportion to the rest of it than those I had had so far, so I spent.