??Yes, well we will have to go shopping tomorrow. You will definitely need some new bras.??You think???Well, lets see what the new measurements are.?K...m Mom found a tape measure in the kitchen and was soon taking her daughter’s measure. ?I would say you about five ten now?maybe eleven. Oh mine, thirty-six on the chest?.D for sure maybe double D.??Great. I am a big titted bimbo.??Twenty-four on the waist and another thirty-six. Shall we call Playboy???Cute. The question is what will I wear to. I dialed my house phone and pretended to leave a message for a friend. Luckily the walls were thick enough that you couldn’t even hear my phone ring back. My mind raced as I stalled to come up with the courage to make my move. Trenton just stood there, watching me as I played with a pen on the kitchen counter. He kept looking at my legs and staring at them with his mouth open. While I waited for my answering machine, I decided to sit on the stool next to the counter. I pulled the skirt up my. " He moved toward her handed her a glass of white wine and put his arm around her shoulder."Paris, this is Nadia, a classmate of Marianne's." Paris Waterman. How do you do?"His husky voice caused a tingle to ripple through her. Nadia blinked twice. He looked remarkably like Sean Connery following the James Bond series. He was trim, partially bald, with a full, dark beard that made his tuxedo look perfect on him. His thick eyebrows rose quizzically as he spoke and his eyes... seemed to penetrate. "I could help."He turned and looked at her. He couldn't get over how normal she sounded, and how normal she was in his mind when he thought about her, and how bizarre she looked in comparison to that."What turns you on?" she asked."You mean sexually?"She giggled. "Well duh. What did you think I meant?"He stared at her. "I can't just tell you that kind of stuff." Why not?" Because I'd get all embarrassed. You're a girl!" I'm a woman, big boy," she said, exaggerating the vampish voice she used..