The trains still came through, but none stopped.He walked slowly across the parking lot then into the door of the Downtown Diner. It was a cleaned up ...elic of the past. He liked that it was still a diner, even with the grease missing from the walls.He looked at the blackboard with the menu pages hanging from the bottom. On the blackboard someone had written soup of the day “Navy bean with carrots”. He didn’t mind the carrots too much.“What will it be,” the chubby teenaged looking waitress. Next came the bra with the tremendous cups. Paul watched as I quickly put it on."Oh wait I have one more, I mean two more surprises..." He unzipped each side pocket and pulled out two huge tan globes. "Thank god for credit cards. I think you need these to really fill out that bra and cheerleading sweater."I had read about breast-forms but had never seen them. They were soft and smooth. This set was huge. They were so heavy I could barely hold one in each hand! There were large tan areolas with. . or even computers. Or even printing presses, for that matter.This was the stuff of Arthurian legend, too, of rumors about various medieval kings, of Roman graffiti about consuls and other men’s wives, etc. It was the catalyst for the events of the Iliad and it was the conflict built into the Odyssey. It was a subject of hieroglyphs in ancient Egypt. It was the cause of misery for King David in the Second Book of Samuel when he lay with Bathsheba, Uriah’s wife and had Uriah himself killed.. I come balls deep in her ass with a growl. My orgasm represses more magic than the last and It's finally followed by the humming calm I’ve become addicted to. I wipe myself off on her apron and lower her skirts. “Get out before I need to go again.” I bite out, tucking myself back in. Just then Anna walks through the side door. “Francis I need to talk to you about -” She pauses taking in our closeness and Frannie's red pained face. “Must you be rude to everyone?!” she chides me angrily.“Rude.” I.