"You're cute, Boyd," she said as she stepped back. "Cute Southern white men have always been my greatest weakness."Boyd's collar got awfully tight as ...e glanced over at Faith. Her scowl bore into him, making him shift uneasily and clear his throat."Oh, don't misunderstand me, honey," Tanya said as she moved to Faith and kissed her, too. "It's the way they talk. I could listen to that drawl for days on end." Are you a party guest?" Faith asked. She felt like adding or one of the hired help after. “Boy am I glad that Christy’s volunteered to drive us this time! I wonder what Ronnie and she are doing!” Amber announced her presence as she joined us after a discrete distance, wearing her maid’s outfit from the hotel as her costume.“I totally love that you’re doing that, but they really let you keep it after you quit the place?” I asked her and she giggled as well as blushed just as Christy’s Grand Marquis pulled up.“Yeah, well, they didn’t want used outfits, especially after I admitted that. Jodie seemed to make a great show of the tongue play for the crowd close enough to see it. Breaking away, Jodie spun round and knelt up with her back to me. She leant back, and I realised with a start that she wanted me to undo her strapless bra. I was nervous and fumbled the clasp, which had the effect of dragging it out, so it seemed like forever until the straps slipped forwards and down Jodie’s arms. She went back onto all fours and turned to face the audience so her breasts were hanging. ”“We probably shouldn’t. You know. . . .”She turned away from me. A few moments later, the bed was shaking. She was crying.I wanted to comfort her. But touching her, holding her, would only make things happen faster. I turned away. After she fell asleep, I went and jacked off in the garage for relief.* * * “Still bigger,” she said.She was staring at herself in the mirror. Her breasts, they had rounded up and were overflowing her hands.“Right?” she said, turning to me.Her face was changing. Her.