." Hold, hold on, Shaina. I need to talk to you. Please, I don't know who to turn to."There was another pause. "So the little puppy finally crawls bac... to her mistress? Give me one good reason why I would want to see you."I paused, wondering what would entice her enough to want to see me again, "Well, how about a rematch? You've just passed through a feeding frenzy, correct? Don't you want to punish me for blasting you to pieces? Let's meet for a bit of a civilized chat and then we can set the. I tried to think logically. I had to pack for sixteen hours of travel, meeting someone for the first time that I was probably already in love with, two family dinners with people I'd never met and for the Christmas holidays. My head was spinning and I had little time to sort my clothes out. Somehow I managed to throw in some bras, knickers, jeans, blouses, jumpers, shoes and two pretty but conservative dresses. I got a bag of toiletries together and some basic make up items. I added my. "What the hell are we doing?" she whispered, "Either of the other two could come in at any second. Then think of the hell to pay! I thought we agreed that there would be no more of this, anyway." Mom was rapidly straightening her clothes and composing herself as she imparted this to me."No! You said so but I didn't actually agree to stop. You seemed to be enjoying it just as much as me, anyway." I wasn't going to surrender without at least some resistance."Well that's enough, anyway. Now we had. As I unhook the last one, she grabs her top, covers her breasts with one arm and hand, and tosses her bustier onto the chair. Monica reaches back up, grabbing my zipper and quickly pulls it down before l could stop her. Once she got my top unzipped, Monica let go of her breasts as my top fell to the ground. She reached up and cupped my breasts when I didn’t try to hide them. As she took a hold of my breasts, she pressed hers up against me, like she was trying to hide them. I reached down.