Shutting his door, he went back to his computer to save his game and then turned it off. When he was done, he opened his door and stepped out into the...hallway, turned on his foot, and smacked head on into two extremely large sweater covered breasts that belonged to his sister Candy Lee. Candy Lee was a stunning 20 year-old woman, that stood tall at 5'10. She was well toned from her gym workouts and her cheerleading practices that she did at her local college. She wore her long platinum blond. I wanted to tell you how important you are to me. Did you like it?’ ‘Oh, God!’ he answered weakly. ‘I never…I mean…Oh, God!’ ‘I liked sucking your cock and swallowing your come. It made me come, too, when you came in my mouth.’ She fondled his cock, which was slowly reviving in her hand. ‘Nobody gives blow jobs like a coke whore.’ Dave’s eyes focused at this reference to her past and he tried to protest. She placed a fingertip against his lips, whispering to him, ‘Dave, that’s the truth. I was. “Maarten! Wait up!”He made a ‘no need to rush’ gesture with his hands and went back inside. When I walked in the door he pointed at the shutter control buttons from behind the bar. I pressed the red one, with the downward arrow. There was nobody else in the cafe, but it smelled great.“Well well well, there he is again! The newspapers are still the same, you know. I only get them twice a week, when the flight from Brussels comes in.”“But did you run out of coffee?” I asked, settling in next to. " Sorry." Paul said embarrassed. "I don't normally stare,but..." That's why I'm your house mother, Paula." Jennifer said ina reassuring voice. "I remember what it was like before thetransformation and longing to have the real thing ratherthan faking it. Besides..." She added with a giggle."There's nothing wrong with us girls comparing each othersbreasts size, real or not." Thanks," Paul said. He suddenly found himself feeling alittle better about himself while Jennifer fixed her hairand make.