Betty Lou had been across the street at the Piggly Wiggly. She had been loading her groceries into her car when her distraught son ran up and told her...about the librarian. When Betty Lou came in, the other kids hightailed it out the door.Ruth recognized the woman as one of the tellers at the Brantley bank. She felt a flush of pride that she had probably saved the woman’s child from molestation. However, Betty Lou’s reaction was anything but grateful.“What did you do to him?” Betty Lou yelled as. I can feel her fingers, sliding in and out of my velvet sheath, my body adapting my tightness to her fingers every time Rachel enters me. Rachel’s lips meet my convulsing hips, kissing my pussy slowly moving towards my clit. As Rachel inches her way closer, her tongue now voraciously stretches out and licks my hard clit. I squeal.Now Rachel has her tongue wiggling in my pussy and is licking my silky cavern. Rachel’s hand under my ass, she shoves her face firmly against my pussy which is. I saw her campingdown on my left nipple hard and sucking. I began to feel strange. A feelingof ecstasy came over me. I tried not to black out and the last thing Iremember was her kissing my lips with her bloody mouth.I woke up the next day with a headache. I just lay there. I was naked. Ithought I had a dream. I looked down at my chest, expecting to see bitemarks, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. I had breasts. Notlarge, but they were the size of a young woman's. I immediately. In any case, I was so sleepy that I fell into the first stack of hay that I came to and settled in to sleep off the effects of too much alcohol."Eventually, I woke up, I was sporting a hangover of monumental proportions. I got to my feet, somehow, and wandered away from the hay stack to try to find something to quiet the headache from the hangover. Again, I have no idea where I wandered nor for how long, but I finally began to come to my senses. That was when I realized that I was meandering.