Jane asked me, "Tell me, Simone, have you ever performed?"I was uncomfortable with how French women tended to pronounce my name (likethat of Simone de...Beauvoir) so I corrected her explaining my name waspronounced Simon before I said I hadn't ever performed cabaret.Just then she looked at the clock and said, "Merde!" And then apologisedto me before explaining that she had to perform next on stage but we wouldgo out after that and have a drink at the Irish pub.I was transfixed as I recognised. ”“Tell me if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable,” he said, “Say the word and I will stop.”I nodded sliding the top off and unclasping my bra. I tossed it away and walked over to him.“Fuck,” he breathed, “Can I?”I nodded. He used to the waistband of my shorts to move me closer before he reached out to cup my breasts. His hands felt warm against my skin he squeezed them and felt their weight in his hands.“What size are these?” he asked.“42 double G,” I respond gasping when he flicked my. Tom told them he wanted a hard but fair fight. They shook hands quickly and turned away from each other as Tom asked them to go back to their corners and come out wrestling.Zoe came out cautiously showing the experience gained from her previous fights while Jenni came out quickly on the attack. It was Zoe who connected first as her fingers jabbed sharply into Jenni’s left breast which was instantly marked. Zoe now took early control of the fight and yanked Jenni forward by her hair, using her. I burst out laughing and explained that today we were going to St Olaf's and there she would not be wearing anything, so she could choose to wear whatever she liked up to us arriving.After separate showers, we climb in my car and started driving into Essex; the traffic was light but Charlady beside me lightened my journey for she wore a lacy top which clearly showed her large breasts and erect nipples. If I were to say that she finished this off with a pair of hot pants, I would be over stating.