You think we should go see her, Bobo?”“Might be nice to throw everything at Samantha all at once.” I turned my head like an owl at Bobo, who, I ...ight add, was holding my hand. I don’t know how people date in hell, but he was being a kind gentleman.We walked into the bar and I ordered a coke. I wanted to give my liver a break and see if I could kill my pancreas. I sat at the bar and a pretty young lady handed me a bowl of nuts.“OMG! THANK YOU!” I cried. “I could just stuff my mouth with all. Heck, I hadn’t even seen this before. It was a cute little lacy bra, a little too small for her firm B tits I thought.Anyway, I held the hooks in my hands as she adjusted the straps near her shoulder. My throbbing cock was about 2 inches away from her love hole, I thought to myself. But then I came to senses as I realized who I was thinking about. It was my mom after all.”Wake up you idiot! Snap out of this shit! This is your mother.” I thought to myself.She was waiting with the unfastened bra,. I think that would be the best thing that's happened to us in years. Bert can still turn me inside out. I just wish he'd want to more often. You can help." More than the cooking lesson, that little intimate exchanged bonded Claire and Cheryl very quickly.After everything that had happened that day, it was time for one of their face-to-face cuddle and talk sessions. Cheryl replayed her conversation with Claire, and Cal got around to telling her about his talk with Matt."Biking? Really? Cal,. . with every passing minute.Debbie Harry enters the room whistling Atomic, must not fall asleep with my mp3 player on...I speak "What is happening here, I came for a nose job and I am getting my boobs increased to this silly size, my bras they wont fit me anymore" I start to sound distressed.Debbie picks up the clip-board at the foot of the bed and reads out the data..."FUK DOLL it says here hun, so that's what we is making you look like!You Bimbo that means F:Female U.K. United Kingdom.