I then saw one of my old friend named bawa sitting alone and having drinks and me and bawa had fucked many prostitutes toghther.I went to him and shoo... hands with him and then he asked me who that prostitute is and I told him she is my wife and we just got married today and I aslo asked him why he didnt come for our marrige.He said sorry first mistaking my wife for a prostitute as he got mistaken as rittu was wearing that miniskirt whit high heels and then he told me he had gone to a client. She was very athletically fit. Her success in track only stopped by her ample chest. By age 18 she had D cups breasts and no matter how she strapped them down she knew they had cost her, her Olympic dreams. Now a year later they were a bit bigger full DD cups. Bethany was afraid of what they would grow to if she ever had children. Her mom had three kids and hers were huge something like F cups. The fear of turning into her mother had stopped her romantic life cold. Never a boy friend or high. How was your day?”She said, “It was pretty good. I got some good news!”Thinking I might know what it was I asked, “Did you get your period?”“No, not yet; that’s not it…”“Oh. What’s the good news, then?” I asked.She said, “The warden is reducing my sentence by half; I’m off of being grounded after school Monday!”A bit surprised I said, “Oh, ok. That is good news! Maybe we can get together for that cup of coffee you agreed to having with me?”Confused, Cherry asked, “What? What cup of. "Yeah?" came a voice from a stall. "You done in there? My friend Dina needs to go." "Oh, one sec" a dazed girl emerged from the stall, another of the coke girls immediately taking custody of her. Dina moved into the stall, quickly finishing her business; she was pretty sure that she could hear two girls making out in the next stall over. Dina made sure her face looked OK, and kissed Kimber on the cheek on the way out."Thanks Kim" she said, gratefully."Don't do anything too crazy" said Kimber,.