. my breasts are probably about an A cup, butI like it because I don't get stared at anymore. I'd never realised howmuch time I was wasting putting o... makeup, dressing up like a tart and asfor talking in that stupid teenage twang, I'm glad that's done with. Ijust feel a lot more relaxed and nicer. God, I used to be such a bitch. All those people I was horrible to, and I was so vain and selfish! Howcould I even think that I was so amazing?Anyhow, to fill you in diary, it's been a cool week. . I am working in a software company and am out of the house atleast 12-16 hours a day and I wanted security for my mother who was alone at home or atleast the house when she too was not there. The first few days I did some trials by leaving just the cameras running at night with the alarm silenced. When I accidentally was browsing the recordings the next day I saw that the milkman who comes over to deliver us buffalo milk generally took His own sweet time in delivering the milk and also stood. I pissed, resumed my search, found a nice Azlea Antistia gem and continued driving. A couple of months later I stopped at the store again because I was driving at night and had fondled myself into a raging erection. What can I say, when you need porn you need porn. The selection in the store was completely different so i had to start from scratch. I had to piss again so went to the restroom. I did my business and as I was shaking it out I noticed a pair of fingertips in the gloryhole. . When all was said and done, Elaine and Bob had spent a significant amount of time together. Their conversations were sparse, strictly limited to business, and after each encounter, when he would go home and unwind from his day, Bob would fill in the blanks with his own fantasies of not only how she came into that sort of money but the things she would do to him. Oh, the things she would do.Bob intentionally tried to make their interactions longer than were necessary. He would say he needed to.