A long sleeved brown (as mentioned previously) top sheathed her upper body and breasts which were clearly visible.ButI could see her nipples trying to...find their own space shyly pushing against the soft pliable material.Then;She stood up and went to the counter.She stood about five feet six in high heeled brown calf high boots. And her lower regions were clad in a small check, (also brown) skirt that just moulded itself to her buttocks and fell in a swoop down to her knees.Perfection.And she. She spent time with Julie in the back room, then took each of the others back, alone. Then as a group again, and this time they were smiling and chatting when they came back. They all had coffee together, and were kibitzing like little girls at a tea party. The change was evident. I hoped it helped ... Long term.We watched the sun come up, and Sharon waited for the detectives and the Troop commander to show up so everybody could get involved. The Troop Commander, normally a boisterous guy, of. ” He said. “I didn’t recognize you at first.” “Thanks, yes I just had it done yesterday. I have to run, I am late, but I will see you next time in town.” I said. I turned back around and headed for the van thinking I had a following here in San Diego. I threw my things in the back of the van, but brought my handbag with all my essentials in the front seat with me. I was going to drive half way to Phoenix this afternoon to a city called Yuma. It is about a three hour drive, so I thought by. How had I forgotten that? Oh well. A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. So I gritted my teeth and widened (slightly) my stance, my pleasure continuing as Amanda’s mouth was having its way with me. As she continued the movements, I was lost in the delights I was feeling in all of my happy places. The sounds she was making, the content cooing, the moaning, and the dainty – or not so – slobbering sounds, had a visceral effect on my libido. While I was thinking that we had not had some good old.