“I don’t know, you choose,” Joseph said.“I don’t really do these things, so I don’t know, a meal maybe?” “What? Don’t be lame. What ...bout clothes. If I don’t get to see naked girls at the lake, at least I’ll get to look at you,” Joseph smirked. “What? No way! We’re still in school and there’s no way I’m going to do that.”“Listen, you have the keys to the gym right? Just lock it up. Anyways, Mr Mecum is going to come back, right? What do you say? We’ll play for clothes.”“Umm… Ok, we’ll play for. ”“Anything specific, music-wise either of you suggest?”Dad started by mentioning:“Old Time Rock & Roll” by Bob Seeger.“All Night Long” by Lionel Ritchie“The Twist” by Chubby Checker.“Proud Mary” by anybody, Mom suggested.“All Shook Up” by Elvis.“Happy” by Pharrell.“Tequila,” by, I don’t remember, Dad said.“Achy Breaky Heart” by Billy Ray C.“Born in the USA” by the Boss, Dad said finishing up.“His real name is Bruce Springsteen, Michael,” mom explained.Thanks, I can go from there. I appreciate. My ass was plump and around, and my legs were toned, despite the fact that I wasn’t really one for exercise.No, all that I could see was my breasts ... They’d grown.If I had to guess, I’d say I was an F-cup, but I was in completely unknown territory here. I could have been a G, H ... do they even make “H” cup? I’d spent the first eighteen years of my life as an A, I’d never expected to have to know anything about the larger sizes.What’s more, they seemed to be completely defying gravity. A. "Hardly noticeable really."She joined the others at the chalk line in the dust of the oval. Waited, jostling for position at the line."Righto ladies. Ya gotta do a full round of the oval. No trippin others, no bad language, no spittin, no elbows. Good luck to aller yez."The starter paused, full of his own importance and the weight of the moment, then took his hat off, and flung it into the dust.The ladies took off to the voice of a local farmer at the loudspeaker."Well they're off, and a lotta.