Then Yvette did the sweetest thing.Over our dinner table, she handed me a beautifully gift wrapped box. "A present? For me?" I asked.I was touched and...filled with appreciation for this girl who had so taken a fancy to me. I had to open it right there and then! What I found inside made me turn three shades of red. There, in the gift box was the most feminine pair of panties I'd ever laid eyes on. They were white silk, bikini panties with delicate but very pronounced ruffles along the leg. ..”“I don’t think you have a thing to worry about. I know that Mom did you the first time when YOU were fourteen, that HER first time was when SHE was fourteen, so, like, fourteen’s the magic number.”“Interesting argument,” Ben agreed.“She said that you two were better for me than boys or girls my own age.”“I AM your own age,” I squeaked.“Ben. She was talking about Ben. Says she thinks Ben’s safe.”“I guess it’s done now. Two of you...” he sighed.“We’ll be gentle,” I soothed.“We need to be. That's why I would be mingling with our guests, whileif Doug had lost, I'm sure he would have only been parading around theback areas of our business with his fake tits hanging out.Sure, that would have been humiliating for him, and I would have seen tomake sure it was, but it was not as bad as having to parade around withmembers of the public that were not bound by the no fraternizationpolicy our employees had. That's was part of the reason why I fearedwhat was quickly coming up more than. Huge, round," she trembled with excitement as she visualized the sight, "just oh-so-perfect for a breast man like I was." She sighed. "Double D-cup." She broke herself from her reverie. "Magnificent," she said as she glanced down at her own cleavage.Blonde glanced as well, then she sipped her coffee. "And?"Auburn laughed. "The woman saw me staring. She got a little indignant. Called me a pig, and a few other impolite names. Then she asked me if I liked them - demanded, actually. I.