Why don’t we go down to my office so we can talk in private.”She stepped out away from the counter and I got my first good look at her. She’s ma...be five-foot-two, blonde hair tied high, in a ponytail – even then – it hangs down past her hip-pockets. Her jeans are skin tight and she’s wearing a long sleeve, white shirt almost identical to mine, except hers has some of the biggest breasts I’ve ever seen on a small woman. She’s carrying a large, rawhide bag slung over her right shoulder.“Mister. Monday and Wednesday night, I swung by the house as well, getting a better idea of where to park my van on Thursday, so as to make the grab easier. Tracy had been appraised of the time frame for my little operation, and would establish an alibi for me, should it ever prove necessary. Saturday morning I started getting into my disguise at 6:30. Stage make-up advanced my age a good ten years, plus the padding under my uniform added about fifty pounds to my appearance, with a beer belly any brew. Her lips were wet and hot. They seemed to be pulling his shaft in but he hesitated wanting her to desire him more wanting her to beg him. Linda didn’t beg she lifted herself off the bed and moving towards him enveloped his entire member into her body, rolling her hips under him pushing up against him. John smiled as he lay down on her feeling her breasts under him soft and warm, inviting and arousing with nipples that seemed to pierce his flesh. Thunder crashed about them as Linda took his head. While the water heated up, I checked my weighton the scale that I'd bought. I was down another pound from the lasttime I'd looked. That was good, but I still had a bit to go."Ten more pounds maybe?" I guessed as I looked in the mirror, judgingby the change in my dimensions compared to the weight I had lost. Myhips were notably less wide, and my stomach on its way to being, wellnot tiny, but trim. Even my boobs had shrunk a little, although, Isupposed that was, actually, sort of a bad thing..