"Monique, I would like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Samantha, who is visiting for a couple of days. Samantha, this is my dear friend Monique,...our hostess tonight." It is a pleasure to meet you," Samantha said, taking her hand."Enchante, the pleasure is all mine chérie," Monique said, her accent changing as she slipped in and out of French, a happy gleam in her eye."Hands off, Monique," Alex said, playfully extracting Samantha's hand from Monique's. "Greg is bringing glasses and another. A flimsy shawl draped over her showers and a silver chain wrapped around her waist. Her blouse was delicate, almost transparent, revealing a cream colored camisole underneath. I could see the outlines of her nipples. “Wow.” That was all I could think to say. I watched Madison crumble. I’d just told both women who was the sexiest one in the room.For various reasons, none of us was dating anyone at the moment. Definitely not each other. It was hard not to be attracted to Kitty or Madison, but we. She had been starting to fill out her C-cup bra at the time of the accident. Her hands went over mine as she scooted back closer to me to tilt her head back onto my shoulder.“This wasn’t what I meant David,” she told me. “My body is back to just after I started puberty.”I told her, “Yep. Pubic hair, hairy legs, hairy pits and all. At least we have close to a year and a half before needing to worry about birth control. It is easy enough to get shoes modified to give you some height and no one. "I point at the back and shake my head. "Oh crap, it's locked. So muchfor my dramatic exit. Wait here." She turns on the car and lowers allthe windows and opens the sunroof, "Goddess you reek dearie, you aregoing to stink up my car."Mother returns to the front door and rings the doorbell, and thenstarts knocking. No response. "Macy, I just need the key to thefucking ball gag, so I can give it back. It's not a trick, I justdon't want to be forced to cut it off. Seriously Macy act like.