She just didn't look like the type to want to twist up her feet in shoes like that. But than again, what did he know of types."I don't know how I'm ge...ting anything out of that deal, doc." Jenna was tired, she hurt and all she wanted to do was to have people quit poking and prodding her, go home to her tiny apartment and go to bed. A few hours sleep and she would be fine, ready to go and do her reports, take their suspect into interrogation and break him. She almost smiled at the thought of. I need some things for supper. Here’s a twenty. Melissa, you can keep the change so you’ll have some money now that you’re acting a little more mature.”Melissa’s Mom paused then cemented our status.“Danny, why don’t you stop by and ask your Mom if you can stay and have supper with us ... that is, if you want to.”“Yes Ma’am, I’d love to.”I could have hugged her myself at that moment.But I didn’t.“Mom, Dad I want you to meet my friend, Melissa Dean. She’s been helping Patch and me work on my old. Ann was the older and was about 5' 5" with jet black hair and was a little chunky with smallish breats. Her sister was only about 5 ft tall and had some pretty big breasts for a body that small. We didnt see them often only about 2 to 3 times a year but we had always got along pretty good.Now, JJ who had arrived probably about 30 minutes after them and she was a completely different story. She was my first crush, being as she was my cousin's best friend we had crossed paths a few times. I dont. My only interest was in those fantastic tits lying on the back of the front seat begging to be kissed and fondled. She had told me that she did not want to be romanced. All she wanted was exactly what her advertisement had said. I was more than willing to accommodate her desires.I reached out slowly and gently caressed her huge breasts with my hands. I could feel the weight of those monster tits in the palms of my hands. Slowly I traced my fingernails along the sides of each breast toward.