That is, I need to... well, I'd like to ask you some questions about what boys think okay?" When Jean was uncertain of herself, she often placed an in...errogatory inflection on the last part of her sentences as if to say, "You know?" Only if you share with me... tit for tat, girl. I'll tell you things what you wanna know -- if you tell me what I wanna know... and no mincing around either. Fair?" It was always better to establish the rules of engagement with Jean. More often, she was willing to. Aunt Carol wanted to see my new breasts and help work some magicso that Dani would be stunned at the reunion. Because of all that I hadbeen through recently, I stripped down to my panties with no hesitations.I mean Annette had seen and done so much with me, that I had nothing tohide from her. Carol was in essence one of the main architects of mysituation, so she too was among my inner circle. As I straightened up,after slipping off my skirt, I faced Carol, my new breasts proudlyjutting toward. Hiking her tight skirt up a bit, she straddled his lap, making sure that her moist crotch was snug against the rigid pole in his pants. As she slowly gyrated, he audibly moaned; eyes rolling back. She moved in close to his face; her soft, moist lips trailing butterfly kisses down the strong column of his neck. Unable to get his shirt all the way off, she spread it open wide, revealing his lightly haired, strong chest. Flicking her pink tongue over his flat nipples, she watched his fists clench. But if I go now and take some pictures, I can work on it on the TGV and have it basically done.’ Samantha found all of this rather cryptic but since she did not have anything else to do, she gathered her things together and they headed out into the dark morning, the sky leaden and heavy and the streets already wet from the first rain of the morning. Alex had pulled a Bluetooth adapter out of his bag and slipped it onto his ear. Samantha had never seen him use one. He always seemed to prefer to.