Well I knew that there were two chances I would ever see that money again (Little and None), But I humored her telling her that I would lend it to her...if she would allow me to touch her titties. She always declined and said she was NOT THAT kind of girl. I just smiled at her and she left.2 days later I was just getting home when she pulled into my drive way in her boyfriends pick-up truck, I smiled at her and asked "What's up?" She told me she had reconsidered my offer, and she would let me. She kept smiling at him as she reached behind her back to undo her bra. The young man could hardly believe this was happening as the cups came off, slipping open into his hands. She took it from him, tossing it aside, and made sure Justin got a good look at her. She was the full package of great body, awesome tits, and the persona of a vixen. Justin took her breasts in his hands again, savouring their feel in his hands. He was surprised to find they were too big for just one hand to hold, but. The telly is switched on and tuned onto Sky Sports – I look forward to the big fight: Lennox Lewis versus Andrew Golota. The preliminaries, fight clips and discussion seems to go on endlessly – the older bigger s****r disappears off to bed and I’m left on the seat with M. After a bit I’m aware she’s gone too, perhaps I had dozed off. I feel a bit awkward sitting in a strangers house all alone watching their telly and using their electric but the fight will be on soon. I hear footsteps and see. Busy work, her brain screamed. But she ignored it. She opened the door a crack and peaked in, not wanting to see him this early. If he was in, she would go down the hall and sneak into one of the other offices, maybe even the conference room where they were holding the meeting this morning. One of the tasks that had been assigned to her was to find a place where they could set up shop. Someplace close enough by to be readily available, but not quite so easy for the press to find. The story was.