She wasn't completely terrible looking, but I sure as shit didn't want her in my car, nor would I give her the opportunity to allow that to be a possi...ility. Rolling down the window, she spoke."Hey honey, looking for a good time?" Umm not exactly. Just wondering if you can give me directions back to the freeway?" Ha! Good luck with that baby. It'll cost ya $100"."No chance!" I replied. I may have been alright financially but a hundred dollars for a few directions? She had to be k**ding. Walking out into the living room and finding her relaxingon the coach. She didn't hear me come into the room asI snuck up behind her. I reached over the coach back, lightly touching her breastsas she looked up at me, I leaned over and again lightly kissedher again. Moving around the end of the coach, I went to myknees between her legs with my head bowed and asked, "MyMistress, what would you like your pet do for you"?She smiled as she lifted her skirt up and said "Suckmy cock and make me hard. I went from a large 32C to a 32B, but there was more to it than that.A woman's breast actually has a center of mass. Sometimes that point is well out from the ribcage, and other times it isn't. This affects the shape of the breast. The closer it is to the body, the more it spreads out. The band and cup size are only a general indication of a girl's size. Saying I had a 32B is only half the story. I also wanted ones that were a little closer to the chest. This made them more supported by the. When she started moving towards the staircase Sally suddenly slapped her forehead in a gesture of frustration. She had almost forgotten the most important thing. Peter had bought her a hand-held Camcorder for her birthday and Sally, seeing herself as a young female 'Spielberg', had been almost inseparable from her new toy since then. Today she wanted to record every moment of his twenty-fifth birthday whether he liked it or not, and thus armed, she duly went upstairs to wake him. Peter.