She’s all class, a rich socialite type. She throws terrific summer parties.’ ‘It’s not summer right now,’ Lexa pointed out. ‘She throws pa...ties all year round. She will throw a party at her estate with a 1920’s ‘Great Gatsby’ theme. Guests are encouraged to wear costumes of famous figures of the 1920’s, real or fictional. Costumes aren’t de rigueur though so some folks will just show up in formal wear or business casual/formal.’ ‘Only the very rich can do crazy things like that. Who are you. The buttons have come completely undone at the top, showing the tops of my breasts to you as well as they rise and fall evenly with my soft, even breathing.I wake up slightly when I feel your hands gripping my slender hips, a soft purr escapes my lips as I arch my back causing my supple tits to thrust out further than before. My pink bra barely contains them as they begin to come out of the top of it as well. I open my eyes reluctantly, not wanting to wake up from what I think is a dream.My. The changes that mom did, didn't all take place at once but a little, over a time of a few months.The thing that started right away was mom did things with me more than she did before, since she had just me to do things with and not have to do things with my sister at the same time or during times she wasn't doing things with me, meaning her time wasn't devided between two of us now, since it was just her and me at home now.About a week after my sister moved out to live with the jerk, I came in. “We actually measured him once when he was, umm, well when he was excited. He was just shy of eight inches.” Dianne gasped. “Eight inches? Really? Will isn’t even close to that. Does bigger feel better?” Debbie sat up a little straighter. Her boobs slide a little above the water line and her leg moved directly against Dianne’s. “Well I know the politically correct answer is it doesn’t make a difference . . . but I think so. Still, Gary .