But he truly scared her. Now he is really scaring her.Robert reads her intent and smiles. “There is no one to see us. No one comes around here at ni...ht, believe me. I’m paying for your time, and you will give it to me. Now lay back.”“Why?”The slight edge of nervousness in her question only makes him more determined. He bends to place a gentle kiss on the sole of her foot before stretching her shapely leg out, her toes pointing toward the corner of the stone. “Trust,” he murmurs, running his. ” Bernie looked horrified.“Then what should I do?”“I don’t think there’s anything you can do except look on the bright side.”“There’s a bright side?” She sounded hopeful.“Yeah, now you’ll have plenty of guys coming on to you.”“That’s never been a problem for me.” I could believe that. My sister was quite an attractive girl.“Well, now there going to lots more guys coming on to you. But now they won’t even pretend to respect you. They’ll just walk right up to you, grab some of your tit. “I agree… but you should help me pick them out.”“Hmm, okay. But there’s something you have to tell me: how big is it?”“Really? You really wanna know? ”I nodded and he said, “How big d’you think? Go on, have a guess.”“Eight,” I said but thinking it had to be bigger.Now he laughed, shaking his head. “Oh, no,” he said.“Oh, come on,” I said, “if it was more than eight, I’d suck it.” “Really? Well then, you'd be sucking because I'm bigger than that.”“Right, tell me then.”“No, Lindsay. No telling —. The door is ajar, and the note said to just walk in. So he pushes the door open and walks in. He stops just inside the room, and smiles while he looks around the room.Jo is standing in the middle of the front room of his grandfather’s old farmhouse as he waits for Miss Millie. Jo’s only clothes are knickers and a flared knee length skirt, a nice blouse is lying on a lounge chair nearby with Jo’s 38CC bra on top of it. At only 165 centimetres, and of medium build Jo’s firm CC breasts look bigger.