Primarily this was acelebration, of life, love and living. They were allout here to enjoy just that, life love and living.The streets would be lined o... both sides withspectators from all over the world, all come to see thewonderful display that made the three day spectaclethat was the Rio de Janeiro, annual Mardi Gras. Lorenawas so nervous that she was sure she needed to pee, butit was too late now. A small boy marched importantly tothe front of the crowd and slowly with difficultypulled the. But I wish my bubs weren't so fat. That's made things more difficult because the boys... and sometimes men... look at them and try to feel them. And I gotta go again,G'nite, DiaryBill felt like an imposter. His Aunt Bonny had got him this job supervising a church camp even though he was not much of a churchgoer. And, to make it worse, there was all this young, nubile, scantily clad flesh around. He'd have to be careful and stay away from temptation... or at least, to resist it since he couldn't. They had her wear a blouse with no bra and a very short skirt. She had begged them not to make her dance at a topless bar, only to get slapped around until she gave in and said she’d do it. When they walked into the bar, there was a blonde about the same age as Tiffany dancing on the stage. She wasn’t near as pretty as Tiffany and certainly not as well endowed.“Is this the girl that you told me about?” the bar owner asked Thomas, as he walked up to greet them.“Yea. She’s the one,” Thomas. “Aaahhhaaaa Sir please” now he is fondling my big breasts, from behind – (you see I’m in my white t-shirt – which he likes very much). “Sir, if you continue this, I cannot write the story”.Now, he has taken his hands; but his tool is pushing my 56 kg body up, from his lap! He is a ‘master’ and his master is bigger master – want to know more, please write to us AnywayThis is how all these startedHe is from the top management of a Bangalore based big company and I’m his secretary. When I came for.