Her amazement was well founded because she was a floral designer with her own highly successful business. Who would send her flowers? She thanked the ...an for dropping them off and asked him to say hello to Paul, his boss, a friend of hers and fellow designer. The flowers were lovely and Paul’s hand could be seen in the imaginative design, full of color and style. Leah looked at the card attached with wonder. It only said “To my flower lady” with no name. Odd, she thought again, who would send. “More?” asked her tutor.Emma didn’t need to respond as Jenny was now on an unstoppable path. Another smile grew over the younger girl’s lips as she first watched the bra straps slide down the outstretched arms, before Jenny’s heavenly boobs were revealed. Elongated by their impressive size, with small oval areola surrounding little pinky brown nipples at their centre.“They’re all yours, babe” said Jenny thrusting her tits forward.Emma’s hands tried to support each breast, and she gasped at the. No short-termism at all.Of course, part of the impetus was the realisation that with our looks, the chances of snaring another such lovely man was almost impossible. Guys like Reg don’t come along very often, girls, as I hope you realise by now. We expect to become O.A.P.s together, half a century from now.”“Wow. You really do love him, all of you. I thought one or two loved him, and the others were along for the ride, but there is real commitment to Reg from all four, isn’t there?”“Yes, girls,. But will anyone followme?"Steadily Feraleen grew more convinced that Learic would serve her betteras a stalking horse than as a host. As her current self, to which she hadbecome adjusted, she would have almost as much to gain from his successas he would have. More importantly, punishment for her, if they failed,would probably not be as harsh. So she nudged him in her desireddirection. "I will, Your Highness."That he did not break out in laughter or even a smile, raised him evenhigher in her.