I must have dozed off because I was woke by Sara when we stopped for gas, she was carrying a blanket and pillow & looked like she was gonna nap, "how ...uch longer?" I asked her, "Little over an hour" she replied as my parents got in, started the van & continued our trip. "Can I curl up here" Sara asked as she sat next to me, putting her head againstmy shoulder, "I guess" I replied. And with that she dropped her pillow, threw the blanket on top of us & curled up. I looked at my mom,she was. " I started to cry and I told him I wasfalling in love with him too and we hugged and kissed and made love untildawn.Chapter 8I had been living with Mike as his girlfriend for 2 months. I hadn'tfound a job and I was thinking about going back to school. I also hadnoticed that Mike would occasionally stare at other women if they had bigboobs. I told him I wanted to get mine done and he said he knew a plasticsurgeon through his work who was fantastic. He assured me he would payfor it and it wasn't. It whispered to the floor, a puddle at her feet. "Wouldn't you like to kiss me, touch me, and feel my body, my tits, my pussy, Jean?"Jean's eyes were shining like five caret diamonds in the sun with the effects of the strong drink.In Jean's mind, she wanted to leave, but a bigger part of her, her sexually hidden desires, seemed drawn to this beautiful creature. Jean shook her head slowly, ineffectually clearing it of the buzz that was careening around in her brain."I can tell you want me,". The feeling of oddness quicklypassed as the younger women's rubbing my feet quickly returned me to myfeeling of relaxed ecstacy. "Wow, these pills are good!" I thought to myself. Not only were they thebest rolls I'd ever had in my life, but they seemed to be almosthallusinigenic. Or at least, I'd swear as the women at my feet wereworking, they were actually sculpting my feet like clay. Making themsmaller, making them smoother. I had never had a foot massage before, butafter this, you can bet.