‘Well okay, I have trouble speaking in front of crowds because I feel like people will be staring at-at my butt.’ It was hard for the middle aged ...usiness woman to finally state her business, but she actually felt better saying her problem out loud. ‘Now, do you know why I wanted to know your measurements Mrs. Monet Parrott?’ ‘Well, yes when you put it that way Doctor Cheekz.’ Her anxiety was clearing up considerably. ‘So, what are your measurements Mrs. Parrott?’ ‘Uh, well ah 36C-30-47. I couldn’t gather the courage to look her in the eye. I just prayed to god that I didn’t mess-up our relationship.Before she could say anything, I told her that I am very sorry and I didn’t know what happened to me. Cutting me short, she asked me, ‘what do you want from me, jai?’ I was dumbstruck, I didn’t reply. ‘Do you want to fuck me, is that what you want?’ she asked. I looked at her, she was very serious. No, I said. I don’t want to fuck you di, I love you.You are so beautiful and amazing. She stood up and slicked her brown hair back, squeezing out the water.Cooled and loaded with water, she walked carefully back towards where she and her sister had seen the debris. When she came out of the jungle, she headed further down the beach where James, Julie, and Stacy could be seen as mere specks darting over and over out into the water.When she came close, she could see they had already removed two bodies from the water where they lay side-by-side facing up at the sun and a fairly good. “Good for me,” Vanille bantered, fighting the urge to look down at what was swinging between his legs while she dipped into the freezer to serve them. “Never had anything like it,” the other, named Brian, added. “It’s just homemade ice cream,” she protested. “Probably going to go broke and get fat on it,” Brian said, as the pair deposited their beads. Even though she knew that she shouldn’t, Vanille couldn’t help smiling and flirting a little. She leaned over and put her hands on the table,.