It was something that I turned to my advantage. I may have been very small, but I was also very streetwise. There was a contract that needed to be sig...ed, and I knew that it would only take a little nudge from me for her to sign it.The orders came flooding in and we could just about cope. We were working eighteen hours a day seven days a week to keep up with the demand. We still needed the contract with Jock Brown, who was a very shrewd and canny businessman. But how were we going to get it?I. Now, at age 19 she had gone from an A to a D. She had hand altered bras that were almost entirely layers of cloth.But, the dress she had bought didn't allow for a bra. And now, her knew boyfriend Jake was waiting for her downstairs. looked in the mirror, biting her lower lip out of frustration. She had bought it under her pretense size, the top hung out, expecting to be filled. looking down she could see her chest, her erect nipples.She ran into the bathroom and started ripping off lairs of. This was twisted. “How do you know about that?” I asked. “She told me. She told me you fucked her brains out and it was the hottest thing ever.” She was so confident. “And now you think I’m going to fuck you, just because you say so?” She had nerve. But she was right, I would. She was so presumptuous, it pissed me off! She probably always got what she wanted, and she knew it! “No one’s ever turned me down before. You gonna be the first? I don’t think so.” With that she pushed me back. And, do you know why I am? It's because I'm pregnant. You see, Doc, when a werewoman becomes pregnant, she gets a temporary reprieve from all those ignominious compulsions that normally hold sway over our lives. However, after I have this baby of mine and stop nursing, I'll be right back on the old identity sexual roller coaster; changing my sexual affiliation on a regular, ongoing basis and dealing with all those nasty compulsions that turn my life into a living hell. Truth is, as crazy as.