She was stunningly beautiful. 5’9″ tall, 38D-23-35, with long straight blond hair, and a beautiful“aristocratic” face. She was...wearing a skin tight blackminidress that was scandalously short, black seamedstockings, and a v-neck which showed off the tops ofher big, full, firm breasts. “What can I do for you,sir?” she asked. “We could all use something to drink, Brenda. Whatwould you gentlemen like” One of the lawyers spoke up“A cold beer. Arms up, hands on the back of your head.”I startled – at the casual use of my name as well as the unexpected order – and threw a glance over my shoulder at him. “Ruh-really? Is this necessary?”“Absolutely,” he answered, and when I eventually did weave my hands together at the back of my head like a murder suspect that had been apprehended by the police, he added, “And you’ll leave them there like the good girl you are.”I pressed my lips together. Anyone else, any other situation, any other tone. Always during that summer, i remember still, there had been another good situation for her tits :-P, an evening, i'm heading at the kitchen, when at the sudden the electric current it was missed :-P, my sister was in the kitchen and i, in the dark, without seeing much :-P, inadvertently with an hand :-P, almost i touch her, or anyway i had brushed her, and right on a boob :-P (always nice small and firm that then in the future she will them enlarge :-P), then, with the light from external, i. I reached over Tim and got the phone from the end table. I started dialing, and Tim hit the speakerphone button.Bill: “Hello.”Me: “Hi, Bill, it’s me.”Bill laughed and said, “I know. I have Caller ID. You should get that. It’s a nice feature.”Me: “I know, but I don’t want to spend the money right now.”Bill: “Hey, did you see ‘Elementary’ tonight? It was a good one.”Me: “No, I just got a chance to sit down and relax when I started thinking about you and thought you might want to do our phone.