It's not her fault she's little and flat." She's only about thirteen." I wasn't flat a thirteen." You were never flat." The other girl giggled."Are yo... talking about Emma Myers?" she asked. The two turned and one nodded."Yeah. You know her?" I saw her this morning in Mistress's quarters."Was she eating Mistress?" one of them giggled."Uh, huh. What's wrong with her?" She's been sold, silly." To that awful Gunther man." Is that bad?" Course it's bad, silly. Gunther beats up girls bad, an' when he. " Things came up." She wiped the milk-mustache from her face. "So I'm herefor a few days it seems." That's nice." Red noticed Tamara's worn-out demeanor as she just gazedat the television without any attention to it. Staring for the sake ofstaring. She sensually reached into her nightgown, slowly but surelyexposing her cleavage in full. Tamara was too worn out to notice.Red cleared her throat."Oh, oh!" Tamara tossed the jug away as she caught wind of Red'sintentions."You look stressed...i was. Rachel leaned forward and looked at my cock with as much interest as I had in looking at her breasts. Rachel looked at the tip of my cock which was pointed directly at her. My foreskin had partly retracted and about three-quarters of my crown was visible.“It’s bigger than I imagined,” Rachel said. “The last time I saw it, it was like a little acorn. Do you have an erection?”I was pleased that Rachel thought I was big. My cock was only slightly bigger than average at six and a half inches but. Then one day I opened my bags (that my loving wife always packed for me) to settle in for a much needed rest after a long and lousy flight and laying on top was a pretty black bra not to lacy and not to plane .I was so tired from a bad flight that I just wanted to take a shower and get some sleep so I grabbed my things took my shower and went to bed. The next day went well I made a rather large sale so I stopped in the bar at the hotel were I was staying to celebrate before going up.