In my room I quickly stripped to my panties and bra, then removed even that last small vestige of cover, and I heard Jill take a deep breath. "I thoug...t that you were?I mean nobody said anything about?that you had?I mean?" "The boobs are real, the rest is just so much latex Jill." Mary and I discussed it, and decided to let Steven use his?weapon on our wedding night, at least once, so I left the special panty on. Jill took it well and was sworn to secrecy. "Believe me when I say that I never. A fifty-something Black man from the Republic of Cameroon. He’s a really nice man who’s been a mentor and father figure to me for as long as I’ve lived in the city of Brockton. I’m definitely going to miss him. Another person I will miss is my good friend and past love interest Wanda P. She’s a tall, busty, chubby and big-bottomed Haitian-American woman I met early during my college days. She’s married and has a daughter. Her husband is a guy who doesn’t really appreciate her. Such a shame. Most women were nearly defenseless against their husbands. She felt suddenly useful, dealing with a problem she understood. It was good for her to get out of the funk her strange relationship with Peter had created.Just as Connie descended the stairway with a large suitcase, the front door burst open and Steven was standing there. He had a look of sheepish concern on his face, but when he saw Vicky, in pants and her bound chest, the look changed to a snarl. "Are you interfering again,. I don’t know why years of talking about it hadn’t made that clear, but now she got it. There was one more day to the convention and she went determined that if she found him again, she’d fuck him.After multiple negative replies to my texts asking if she’d run into him again, she texted me to cool my jets and stop texting her. That was the last I heard until she came home a little before dawn. She collapsed on the bed, exhausted but happy, saying, “I had sex with another man. Twice.” After.