G Road. Before I headed back to the hotel. Walking and looking in the store windows I saw this quaint little shop with some Summer prints in the windo.... Now usually I can’t buy anything off the rack because it always needs to be let out in the bust, so I usually wear just tops and pants, but I decided to give it a try. Opening the door I was greeted by a little bell announcing my arrival and welcomed by a striking lady in her forties, who I assumed to be the owner, while another lady sat in a. I wasn’t interested in being pathetic before I actually was. I was going to be the best “Me” I could be, while I could be. This story is about Alyson, a class mate. Alyson had a round figure and straight jet black hair to her shoulder blades. She was a bit taller than me, five foot seven or so, and she had great big tits. A feature she was not shy about exploiting. She had a quirky sense of humor that really appealed to me, and she was also outspokenly bisexual. We would be driving around town. Instead, another incredible BOOM shook the car again. Outside in the darkness, leaves fluttered down around them, shaken loose from the trees by the second blast. Bobby raised up, fearing he'd see a mushroom cloud rising over San Francisco across the Bay."I can't see anything!" he said. "What just happened?" Maybe they hit Sacramento, and we're just feeling the shock wave?" Piper guessed. "Please, Bobby, if we're about to die, I want to feel you inside me when it happens." She reached her arms. "Better than that I have an interview next week," she admitted."Pattie I do not, repeat not need a girlfriend!" I insisted, "That was the whole point of our deal, no hassle, I get laid, I don't get any grief, I get to concentrate on my job." But you do need someone," she insisted, "Someone to share your bed." My Porsche more likely," I suggested."Cook your meals, tell your mother how wonderful you are," she tried."Spend a fortune dressing, wining and dining!" I suggested."Only if you want to,".