I got a phone call at 5:30pm to let me know she was just arriving at the motel she also told me she wasn't wearing any panties at the time, my cock go... hard at the thought of what was going to happen soon.Anne arrived home at 11:45 that night looking like she had been well and truly fucked, over coffee she told me Mick had quickly undressed her before leading her to the bed he proceeded to kiss her all over before concentrating on her breasts with his mouth and slowly working on her clitoris. "That's right. We're in Chicago! This is the original location!" I never heard of it," I said."Oh yeah," Debbie said, projecting a tiny sense of sadness. "It opened about six or seven years ago."Debbie saw me reacting to her sadness and she intentionally sent out a small feeling of happiness to me. "Sorry about that," she added, when she realized that she was "leaking" her emotions. "I never realized that I did that." I never knew you did it until William pointed it out. I remember feeling. She shook with her ownsatisfaction.She looked up, and Sophie stood in the doorway, watching. The shame wasunbearable, but her lust continued. Even after he had gone limp, shekept sucking. Maybe he could come again.Please. * * *Flower woke up alone in the middle of the night that night. She andSophie had not made love, not after the scene with Clint. But now Sophiewas gone.Flower got up and slipped a robe on over her nightgown. She looked inthe living room, then in. Just as it should be.My breasts are getting larger all the time.Already I have had to replace my "A" cups for "B" cups and there is noreason to suspect it will stop here either.But when I look at myself in the mirror. No matter how closely, thereis no visual sign that I was ever anything else but a woman.I don't have to worry about the dress blowing up or someone noticingany bulges.There aren't any.I can even wear a bikini if I wish. Even an extremely short high cutone. And there is nothing.