He was hoping she would makea decision quickly because he was starting to get uneasy. Too many peoplewere paying too much attention. Instead of deci...ing, she turned to thecutest salesgirl, one who was slender but busty, and said, loud enough forothers to hear, "Do you mind if my husband tries this on?" The girl saidmerrily, "No problem. We get male customers who want pretty things likethat."She meant crossdressers, gays, perverts. Whatever. Evan didn't want tobe classed with them and was. Some of the people sitting at the table left and when it was just us sitting there."havin a good time honey?" she asked turning toward me. i looked over at her and she leaned up and pressed her lips against mine and we engaged in a long wet kiss. i began to get hard, i took her hand and kissed it. we hung out at the bar for a few minutes more talking and holding hands at a nearby table. After a few beers we walked from the bar back to Marshall Hall holding hands and talking along the way. we. Rita was my teacher, gently guiding me with her hands, telling me in low whispers what she wanted me to do. I became lost in the beauty of her cunt, loving the scent, the taste and the feel of it against my lips. I felt her body shake as her hips rose from the bed and her fingers gripped tightly in my hair. Her loud cries of pleasure filled the room as her body was enveloped by one orgasm after another. My hands slipped under her buttocks, squeezing the smooth flesh as her sweet female. " And he took my arms one at a time feeling for a vein or some sign he'd strike oil or whatever. He prepped my arm and expertly drew my blood into three vials. When he was done he made me hold my arm tight with some gauze and then applied a band-aide. "While I'm gone have a look at this book and we'll talk some more. I just need to run a few tests here and I'll be right back." He smiled, taking the blood and my cup of urine with him.I read the title of the book 'Breasts Become' it was written.