I've lost some, um, weight recently." I wasfinding it hard not thinking about my own feet shrinking. My feet evenfelt weird. Something was definitely ...oing on."Okay, hun. No problem. I'll measure you, and we can go from there."She seemed nice. "Okay, thanks." This must have been why my ex boughtnew running shoes all the time. The sales people treat you really nice.The lady finished measuring my foot, and promptly stood up. "What kindof support do you need?"I was confused, but tried to cover it. The kiss ended. Reg kissed Barbara’s cheek, licked her ear, then moved his lips down her neck. Barbara was fondling his cock through his pants, making it grow harder and harder, sending lightning-bolts of rapture arcing through him. Reg’s hands continued moving over Barbara’s warm, smooth flesh, evoking moans of joy. The muscles of her flat stomach rippled as his lips and tongue caressed them. Barbara squirmed on the sofa, soft murmurs of delight emanating from her. Reg kissed Barbara’s. “Two interrogators and four guards,” Director Dorin replied.“Is there any problem if our people want to ask them questions?” I asked.“Once we are finished, ask all you want and dispose of them through your normal means. Officer David informs me you have a couple of effective solutions at your disposal,” he said.“I will set up the Doc to be there Wednesday evening and reserve six rooms for your interrogators and guards at the Crash Motel,” I said.I called Lorrie to get the flight in motion and. He pushed himself as usual. After he was satisfied with his progress, he headed to showers. He stood under the warm water washing away his perspiration. He lathered his finely chiseled two-hundred-eleven pound body with the soap. Unbeknownst to him, a few of the others were admiring him. Most of them were jealous, but a couple of them wanted to worship him. He grabbed his towel and dried off before applying the Gold Bond lotion to his skin. Jarrett sprayed his Axe Black Chill all-over deodorant.