The upward course of the ever more stony path seemed unending and her breast was bursting with the combination of the pain of exertion and the rarity ...f the mountain air.Just as she doubted that she could go any further, she saw before and far away beneath her the plains of that Southern land where she was to spend the next few months. It looked like Paradise to the poor tortured Princess, a plain covered with lakes and trees, through which she must pass in order to reach the southern tip of. But then I saw a new worry, my bra was about to be pulled intothe neck of the bottle. My DD silicone cup breasts were already beingsqueezed up, bulging out of the bra, as my chest compressed into thebottle, didn't concern me. But the suction might pull my only remaininggarment off, I was still concerned about my modesty. Indeed, as theunder bust band entered the neck of the bottle, I felt the cups beingpulled down my breasts. I once again tried to wiggle free, to no avail.I then grabbed at the. The whole thing was in slow motion...and I just kind of slide back under the covers. Needless to say , I thought that was it was going to be strange looks and awkward converstaions for the rest of college with her...The next week, I heard a knock on the door during one of my class breaks. It was Lauren...not wearing a bra again...but there was a look in her eye. She just gave me the it's okay to kiss me stare. So I did what any faithful roomate in college would do--I kissed her. I then kissed. Leaning against the glass counter, right next to the old-fashioned register, was a scruffy looking older man, a porno mag in one hand and a cigarette in the other."Don't let him scare ya," the woman whispered soothingly as they approached. "He's a big gentle dog, trust me. He's my boss; he'll sell you this no questions asked."Amy nodded. She continued toward the register, the boxed-up dildo clutched firmly in her arms.When the balding man finally noticed her he immediately lost interest in his.