“Lots of other things I’m sure, Sir, but all my blood’s gone to my digestion so I’m sort of brain-dead...”“You’re brain-dead and you rem...mbered frog legs, snails, and pig’s feet...” Jason said.“Yeah, I love all three and they weren’t there. I looked.”“You know a hell of a lot more about food than I ever will, so okay...”“You ignored the prime rib, lobster, crab legs, made to order crepes ... to look for those?” Donna said.“Yes, Mistress. The first three are found on all the better buffets, the. I tried to tell her guys aren't allowed back there but the dressing room attendant, a cute red head probably in her 20's, just smiled at me and told me to go head, its a slow day. There wasn't anything I could do so I followed Zooey in. I saw the lady check me out as I went by. When I got into the stall Zooey was already taking her shirt off. She raised her shirt over head and threw it on the bench, not even attempting to hide her perky 38A titties from me. She grabbed a yellow bra with smile. She flipped it aside as well, letting her breasts fall free. And there they were, every bit as full and wonderful as I’d imagined in my private fantasies. Her breasts were wide at the based and capped with small, pale nipples that reminded me very much of the fabled pencil erasers. There they were real and naked before me. She stood up and peeled of her jeans, wiggling as she pulled the tight fabric over her hips. Clad only in her panties she slid in next to me. I took my left hand and took. “Then let’s do something about these feelings right here right now. You with me?”I couldn’t say no. Also, I did have feelings for Grace as well. But my true feelings were for Erika but Grace’s offer was too good to pass up. “Alright but I’m a little nervous. I’ve never done more than kiss a girl before so go easy on me.”“You’re going to love it don’t worry!” she assured me. Our lips met again but it was more intense than before. It’s like they were glued together. They would not even separate.