But I decided also to keep my panties at home…I looked like an ordinary business woman. I loved that look in the mirror…Victor’s Boss introduced...me to everyone, saying my hubby was out of town, so he had invited me to join them. He said I would play on behalf of my loving husband.I smiled to all men sitting at the table; appreciating none of those nasty men that had ravaged my body were there present.They got me a chair, placing it between the Boss and his main associate. As the night went on,. "Pay us with what, Sweetie? Just what does anaked little lady like you have to trade for any favors?" I'll do ANYTHING!" I sobbed, "Anything! Just please Pleeeese help me!"THE NEXT SPRINGAs they fussed around me I looked in the full-length mirror -at my big,bouncy well-shaped breasts, the beautifully made-up face surrounded bygirlish curls, my shapely legs and the coy little triangular patch opftrimmed dark hair between my smooth thighs--and I thought about the pastmonths I had spent as. My sister Pia was changing, her body that is. I was envious of her breasts, her nipples puffed and cup-caked, something she knew drove men wild with passion for her.They had a double effect as they made me feel more inadequate, as my flat chest resembled that of a young boy, but my nipples held the promise of more to come, as they protruded magnificently as evidence of my femininity, especially to any man wishing for a female to hold himself against.Back then breasts were the dominant feature. They were almost innocent looking compared to the porn available today. She decided to see what the centrefold looked like and flipped to the middle of the fairly thick mag. She got to it and stared in surprise at what was looking back at her in full colour. Kat saw her expression. “What's up with you Rob? You look like you've seen a ghost or something.” Robyn looked up slowly, “I think I have seen a ghost Kat!” With that, she turned the magazine around so her twin could see what had her so.