"You did well, Jim." A sensuous female voice spoke. Jim bolted upalmost falling out of his seat."Who's there!" He chirped looking around his apartment...anxiouslyclosing his browser. NO ONE knew about his soft spot for TG and todaywasn't going to be the day he had to explain it."Relax big fella, I'm right here." And with a puff a smoke sheappeared, the tiniest person Jim had ever seen just sitting their withher legs dangling off of his computer desk, a women, only seven inchestall. She looked. From the cameras we watched as people from several of the warehouses went over to see what had happened. One of the persons inside was still alive and an ambulance was called for. One of our guys copied down something from his wrist and then looked around the inside of the van.When he got back he told us there were four people inside. There was also a large number of weapons and things. What he had copied down was a number off of a 'Doc Wagon' id bracelet. The bracelet appeared to have been. She flinched a little when she saw the stitches in my mouth, but she quickly recovered, and she softly touched the swelling to make sure it wasn't too tender to go without being covered. She still sat on my left, protective as a mother hen, and held my hand in her lap.The soccer team was playing a home game that evening against the Lakewood Huskies. I hung around the locker room with my teammates as they dressed for the game, laughing and joking. Rich Ingrams was so nervous his hands were. . I don't understand..." Look Rick, you got a fat chick present. Aren't you going to unwrap it?"His hands were shaking a little, I thought that was cute, but he undid the knot on the tails of my blouse then the button and my tits sprang free. I shrugged the blouse off the rest of the way and cupped under my tits and waved them at him."Look at these, Rick. Aren't they scrumptious looking? Bet you'd like to lick and suck these nips, wouldn't you? Why don't you take off your shirt!"He did exactly.