Slowly,I began to walk. My massive titties bounced with the slightestmovement. After searching the bedroom, all I could find was a pair ofSydney's s...orts and they were hot pink! I sighed and bent forward toput them on. As I leaned over, the weight was like someone had grabbedme and was pulling me down. I couldn't even see my legs or feet becauseof my titties, as I struggled to get dressed. Out of breath and gruntingheavily and with a lot of effort, I finally managed to pull the shortson. . ’ ‘Oh,’ the woman said, ‘that’s fine.’ ‘Make it two,’ the man said. ‘Right.’ The waitress waddled away, leaving them in silence. ‘The club sandwich is dreadful,’ he whispered. She shrugged. ‘Would you order for me?’ He seemed taken aback. ‘What…do you like?’ ‘Something simple. A salad, maybe.’ ‘Are you a vegetarian?’ ‘No. Listen, I don’t want to put you out. It’s nice of you to do this, but I don’t want to impose.’ ‘Oh. Okay.’ Miss America returned with the Pepsis, and asked if they were ready. He had maintained eye contact. He had asked Tim if he wanted to come around to his house and see his computer equipment.Jacob’s eyes narrowed as he replayed the look in Tim’s eyes. Instead of being grateful and accepting Jacob’s invitation, his eyes had widened in surprise and he had declined Jacob’s generous offer. Politely, but firmly. Declined. And then walked away. Tim’s face and body language had betrayed a sense of shock that Jacob would dare to invite him home. Tim would regret. He was going to have to wander around and find Amanda by himself! Slowly he passed the unlit doors, it all looked very peaceful and normal, and then he heard something, what was that noise, an animal squealing? Tom slunk towards the source of the sound; it was definitely coming from the room just across from him. Slowly he crossed the corridor and peeked through the reinforced window in to the room beyond.It was mostly laid out as benching around the sides of the room, with a single large.