She ran back over to the bimbo, still lying in the middle of the floor supported by her massive cushiony breasts, and attempted to make a business pro...osition."Hey Amy, you know how you wanted big boobies so you could get a job?"The bimbo looked up at her blankly. She wanted her big boobies so she could get another cock."Never mind. How about this: would you like your job to be fucking and sucking cock all day every day? You'll still be having lots of sex, but you'll be getting paid to do it!". “I'm not misbehaving. Fathers and daughters do this sort of thing,” she said.During dinner, we talked about Jamie's up-coming graduation.“Do people still have graduation parties?” I asked.“Yeah, but I'm not interested in those. There's going to be a lot of drinking and drugs at every one I know of, and I'm sure there will be people having sex who don't even like each other. Not my scene.”“So, do you want to do something else?” I asked.“I don't know. It's Melody's birthday that weekend, but. My Middle school was old and had a population of mostly Hispanics, African American, and a small percentage of Whites or other. But we were like gangster, rockers, gothic, emo and all that depressing stuff that happens in school. And theres nobody who doesnt know how to get drugs and knows about sex. I didnt till i learned about sex.I was a innocent child. Average scores, kind to all, respected, had friends, known by all, helpfull, shy, and didnt know crap about drugs till 8th grade. But i did. I thought that due to this suspicion she would become more careful and cover herself properly. But no! She on the other hand became more careless about her dress and I started seeing more. One night she unhooked her inner choli, and starts to fondle her tits with her own hands. She was sometimes twisting her nipples. Her paavadai would be hiked up and she did not make any attempt to pull it down. She even loosened her paavadai nada put her hand inside. I think she was playing with her pussy. It.