I went to the window and handed my five dollars to the Filipina girl in a black bikini and she activated the card and handed it to me. "Are you Terily...?" She asked me. "Yes I am, sweetie - why?"She laughed and said, "Well, I'm a friend of Micheal's and he told me that you're the guest of honor in the back tonight." "Really?" I laughed nervously. "What else did he say?" He just said that you gonna be the queen tonight and that he has at least 17 guys lined up for you." She smiled again.. Susan smiled at me and next she handed me another bra. This one wasblack lace. I looked at the label and saw that I was in fact a D-cup."You may decide to go bra-less sometimes, Melissa, but a schoolgirlshould dress properly. Put this on."I couldn't wait to put on the bra. Ever since I had first tried on mymother's bra, I had done it the way I had seen her do it. She'd slipthe straps over her shoulders, then lean forward to catch her breasts inthe cups, then straighten up as she reached. He bent down and took the offered breast into his mouth, nibbling and suckling - while lifting its twin in his other hand and beginning to roll the nipple between his fingers. She moaned for him and praised his enthusiasm.The son walked in the door and approached her with more assertiveness. He put one hand under her chin and kissed her, leading with a thrusting tongue. He reached under the skirt that she had left partially raised and grasped an ass cheek in a rough, strong grip. For her part,. Monica and Genevieve both straightened and smiled at me while Samantha sank down lower into her desk, her cheeks blushing.Krysten was the first one to gasp.A stillness rippled across the classroom as Principal McTaggart closed the door behind us. My mother rose from her desk, a wariness about her face. She wore a short, tight, dark-purple skirt and a flowery blouse that seemed to be wrapped about her torso. It was held shut by buttons on her left side. It had a V-neckline, showing off her round.