Later that evening I decided to go for a dip in the swimming pool. I walked to my room to put on my swimming trunks and walked outside to see Lucy pe...ring over the fence. She ducked down when she saw me coming but I had already seen her. “Lucy come out I have already seen you” I announced and I heard another curse and then she peeked over smiling from ear to ear. “So you were the one spying on me while I was mowing the lawn hay” I asked and she nodded and looked at my swimming trunks. From all. "Here we are." Interesting house," Jenna remarked."My dad designed it and had it built. It's inspired by the Walter Gropius house in Massachusetts." '"Bauhaus school," she remarked."You know about the Bauhaus?" Yes. I'm interested in art and architecture." Come in -- I'll get the bags later."He led her into a foyer. A man and woman both in late middle age approached them. "Mom, Dad -- this is Jenna. Jenna -- My folks."She extended her hand. "Pleased to meet you Mr and Mrs Lipson." Please -- I'm. You cock falls free, rock hard and rubbing against my thighs. Are you covering yourself in the juice dripping from between my legs? You nudge your cock against my clit and let out a sigh as you kiss me. I bet you want to be in that dripping wet cunt? I bet you want to feel how tight and hot it is as you slip your cock in there? All in good time. I pull you towards me and push you against the wall before you have time to protest, unbuttoning your shirt slowly. You groan as you lean your head. Still trying to wake up, I slipped a casual hand to my chest to see what was clinging to me. And that was when my eyes suddenly widened. I jumped up and ran to the mirror. Sure enough, it was exactly what I had feared. I had grown a huge pair of boobs. My cheeks burned. This was as embarrassing to me as the blonde hair was to Julie. I felt like a silly bimbo. No one would take me seriously with a rack like this. I’d be stared at. I’d be jiggling all over the place. Heck, these were distracting.