I could feel my hands gently sinking into her chest meat. Her mouth was right up against my ear now. ‘How do they feel?’ ‘They feel amazing,’ ... said. I was completely under her control. Guilt wasn’t even on my mind, though it obviously should have been. ‘Let’s go further.’ She pulled me in, and my face mashed against them. My face was deep in her cleavage. It felt absolutely amazing. I couldn’t believe how vast they were. They were massive fleshy pillows. ‘Mmm…’ she said, cooing. Her fingers. "How do you like thiskitchen, Kay?" Penny asked. "Love it," Kay answered, "But I just got alook at the balcony and the hot tub. "We just ate breakfast not too long ago, Brad. Could we hang out on thebalcony while the sun is still on that side of the building and eatlunch later? Penny and I just froze our asses off in Chicago and coulduse an all-over tan." That's fine with me," Brad said. "Would you like some drinks outthere?" That would be fine," Kay replied. They gave Brad their drink orders. I had on a great pair of 4 inch black hi heels. It was a long drive, and just about 25 miles from my exit off the freeway, one of my tires had a blowout. So here I was on the Ventura freeway pulling over to the side of the road. I got everything out to change the tire and had just begun loosening the lug nuts when a white van pulled up behind me. Two Hispanic guys got out of the van and approached me. I thought “fuck” I’m going to get ****d and/or killed. I was kneeling on the ground with my. " And"If he weren't yours and I was single, you would have to watch out." Iknew the boys were probably saying similar thing about us, from previousexperience. This side of the conversation seemed so much more naturalthough. I had never liked the male side much. I guess that's why I wasalways the "safe date."When we got back, Andy was standing and informed me that our table wasready. We met the waiter at the front desk and were escorted through themain dining room and into a small room off to.