We covered them with a blanket of intelligence gathering technology that kept us up with their every word, deed and movement. To drive the point home,...we had a specialty pizza delivered to their most secret hiding place, while they were arguing over what to have on their pizza. Their reaction to the note placed inside the pizza box was legendary. We laughed about it for hours after making sure that the message was absorbed as intended.Jennifer recovered and returned to her place beside me. The. Wow, what a thrill-ride. Best of all, we hadn't been disturbed by as much as a fly, and since she'd caught me in the last hour of the shift, it was nearly time to go home. What a day.I kind of figured this was a "one-off" deal, but Meshawn and myself remained friendly (as in "fuck-buddy friendly") for quite some time afterward, even when we went to different jobs to different areas. She eventually married several years down the road, and left work to go live with her new beau in Utah. That was. But hadn't he set her tits to...? All of a sudden anotherburp shot up, and he belched again, loud and long, his head tiltedtoward the ceiling with the force of it. When he looked down, twoenormous beach ball sized breasts sat heavily atop his chest, with inchlong nipples stuck right out like coat pegs. Every slight breeze on hiswarm breast flesh was so pleasurable it made him lose concentration, andhe ran his hands over his massive mammaries in disbelief. He felt anunfamiliar moistness between. I shook, caught her eye, and grabbed her elbow.“Ew, wash your hands first,” she said, as I was flushing with the other hand.“That’s what the shower’s for,” I pointed out with a tilt of my head.“I thought it was for sex,” she pouted. “But OK ... We’ll get clean.”Those weren’t the words I wanted to hear when going into the shower with my brunette bombshell. I pouted this time. and she gave me the finger as we climbed in. Alex and her dad had stocked this room too. There were plastic shelves.