The manager looked me up and down before handing the package over with a smile and a wink. As Jim finished processing the parcel to me, I asked him wh... it had been kept in the office, not put in the locker as usual. He pointed to the note that said 'delivery in person', written in your sloppy hand writing, that graced the top of the parcel. I noticed that the parcel was also marked toys and I realised that the manager had either seen the types of toys or guessed, hence the wink. Silently I. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep thissecret from my own brother. As careful as I was, he bumped into me onemorning in the hallway before I could properly wrap my chest. His eyesbugged out as he could hardly believe how far my shirt tented out. By themiddle of summer my breasts had already grown beyond A cups, with myareolas having grown wider than the top of a Red Bull can and my nipplesgrowth kept pace with the growth of my new breasts. Our parents had longago vaguely. She peed, brushed her teeth, and then took a quick shower. She met her mother in the hallway and told her she was going to spend the day with Heather.Lois put on a sports bra and slipped on a pair of blue panties. She then put on a pair of running shorts before pulling a tank top over her head. A few minutes after that, she was walking into the Willet’s front door.It didn’t shock her to see both Mr. and Mrs. Willet sitting in the living but it did surprise her. “Hello,” she greeted them.“Hi. It’s more likely we’ll find some mail or something at her house that gives us information.”“You want me to run over and take a look?”“Sure, but Cinnamon...”“Yes?”“I need a little favor.”“Shoot, Sugar. You know you can count on me.”“I need a ride to the airport Saturday morning,” I said.“Morning?” She asked. “Like before noon?”“Yes, way before noon. It’s official business. I have to fly out to meet my client on a six o’clock flight.”“Six o’clock? In the morning? On a Saturday?” Cinnamon was.