"Plain. I like to be comfortable, but when I come to a place like this I like to, you know"—she winked—"show off." Getting control of myself, I de...ided to turn the tables on her. "I thought you said earlier today you were staying home tonight? I know you're eighteen, but with your parents away, you're supposed to let us know when you—" "Guess you like to show off, too," Jenna interrupted, making a show of looking me up and down. I watched as her eyes seemed to linger for a moment on my tits.. At some time or another during the night, I had pushed the covers down below my new breasts, exposing them painfully obviously. I blushed furiously and instinctively tried to draw the covers around me and restore some shred of my modesty. "Eric," she said in a long-suffering tone, "twenty-four hours ago I owned that body, and I've had it all my life. Don't worry, you're not showing me anything I haven't seen before." I knew she was right, now that I'd had time to think about it, so I relaxed a. " Stammered Ellie. "Not many guys will date a pregnant girl." She moved to sit down, and Brad was about to offer her a helping hand when... "By Morganna's Moustache, how embarrassing!" she whispered harshly as she felt the front of her dress moisten. Sure enough, dark patches of wetness were spreading right were her nipples thrust forth. This lovely girl, for all her adroit grace, was unable to restrain her engorged teats from releasing their sweet milk."This... this has not been my day...". She said, “Are your massages as good as your Brazilians? What time should I book for?” Mike said, “I’m told they’re even better. Book a two-hour session for two o’clock.” Em and Ambrose had dinner out again that evening, in the open, by the beach. They could hear the soothing waves. Ambrose said he liked her hair blonde. Em smiled at him and said “Thanks” and nothing else. She had had a lovely surprise that afternoon and odds on she’d be getting an even hotter one tomorrow. Ambrose could wait.