I needed to talk to the bartenders and Jane wanted to come with me. Women were rarely allowed into saloons, unless they were the whores who worked the...e, so Jane should get an interesting reception. I had no idea what to expect from the saloon whores, so I was in for a surprise when they were quite willing to talk to Jane.It turned out that the whores were a gold mine of information. They knew a hell of a lot more than I had ever expected, based on what they had heard from their customers and. You can smell how wet and stimulated I am. You take me by my wrists and hold them above my head as your other hand massages my breasts beneath the top. You see I’m enjoying myself and you can not have that just yet, you want me cowering and begging to cum. You rip off my shirt right down the middle and start to slowly suck on my protruding nipples, making me shiver with excitement; you suddenly bite down hard making me cry out in pain. “Enjoying that are you?” you shout and I know I should do. “Woah. That’s strong.” She paused before adding, “But then I don’t drink much.”“So why don’t you drink? Are you Mormon or something?”Lisa found that funny. “Oh no! My husband just frowns on me drinking.” She took another sip. “But hey! He’s not here, right?”While her son was picking up the game rather quickly, Lisa was proving herself to be not much of a pool player. But both Josh and Jim were enjoying the ample cleavage when she bent over.The bending over seemed to be causing her issues. Large. She starts to cryand wonder what has happen to her and if it will stop. Then she jumps off thebed and runs over to her full length mirror on her bedroom door she is stunnedas to what she's seeing it's her but it's not her. What's left of her oversizedclothes that didn't fall off she finishes taking off as she stands in frontof the mirror and looks at what she's become. As she just stands there in frontof the mirror naked looking at herself in amazement as she begins to cry andshe starts.