Flora was elated at the privilege. Usually she had to washwith a small bucket of water, or sometimes Master would hose the three slavesdown at the end...of the day. A full shower was rare and only used when guestswere expected or they had to accompany Master somewhere. Flora soaked herselfin the cool, refreshing water and then scrubbed the soap all over her body. Shescrubbed her hair and hairy armpits and then turned her attention to her hairypussy, cleaning herself thoroughly. The soap soon ran. Bill was silent for a moment then waved me closer to whisper something. He said, “I might be able to help you out with that.” Now Bill worked for a pharmaceutical company in their research dept. I bent down and said, “Really? How?” He explained to me that his department had been working on a new drug that would someday replace the need for a woman to get breast implants. It would naturally make their breasts grow. Depending on the dose they could gain from 1 to 4 cups sizes. It was still in. It takes 2-3 minutes to reach under the ground. There were total 3 people, me, my wife and the liftman. Firstly, the liftman took me, dropped me in the tunnel, and went back up to pick my wife. As the tunnel is underground, and hardly any light is available. The liftman carries a big torch, to show, what exactly it is. We even use our mobile phone flashlights.I was wearing shorts, as it was summertime, whereas my wife was wearing normal chudidaar. The material of chudi was thick. She was not. Now, maybe she had inadvertently made the damage worse. She sank down into the vanity chair and covered her face with her hands as her thoughts turned to Anne and what she must have been like. She wondered if she could see what was going on, and then vaguely, wondered if she could give Lacey some kind of sign what she was supposed to do. Brushing away a tear, she ached inside. She needed help and didn’t know where to turn to get it. When Lacey looked up again, Anne was reflected in the glass..