Her first words were 'Oh my God! Did you see that babe!' My answer was 'Hell Yes! Oh how I want to fuck,him!" Carry smiled at me and told me she saw h...m looking at me, or more specifically, my breasts."At this point, I too looked at her tits. She caught me. "It's OK. I know I have large breasts. Anyway, in the bathroom I undid the top buttons on my blouse, to show some cleavage. I had to redo the last one because my bra was showing. Carry stopped me. 'Take off the bra, Michelle.' I paused, then. "Nod. God love predictable little Lucy."So after the first five or ten times, you'd want to make sure that you're doing it as well as you can."Nod."In fact, you could even use this as an opportunity to practice some new techniques..."Risky, but it was only a few seconds before I got a nod. Perfect."So after a while, you're making it last as long as you can, so that my orgasms are really great, right?"Nod. Thank the lord my sister has an ego.I decided to take a risk - everything was going so. Understand?" Fuckin' A!" yelled back an American. Assents rumbled up from the small tables and booths. I noticed the Thai bargirls giggling and nodding too. For once, they weren't the subject of the humiliation -- it was the stuck up white sluts on stage.Tam gestured for silence. Then, raising her riding crop, she waved it over the rowdy men and bargirls. They responded with gusto."FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!"The pair was slow in complying and Tam brought the. Before going to the tailor, I checked my blouses for the right fit and unfortunately they were all very tight as I grew my breast became larger than most. I boobs are big and firm, this makes huge number a fan following in my street and colleges. I was bothered before, but I got used to it and started to enjoy men staring at it. Coming back, as no blouses matched, I was a bit hesitant but knowing it is a lady tailor who takes measurement. I became confident and went to the tailor shop. I was.