And anyway, you need money first to buy d**gs before you can sell them."They heard the back door open and looked in that direction. It was Kevin's mot...er, Paige, walking in with a basket of fresh vegetables."Oh! Hello, Josh," she greeted. "I didn't know you were visiting."Josh smiled at her. "I just popped in for a moment." Josh had known his friend's mother ever since elementary school. She had always been a pleasant sight. She was of rather petite build and always cheerful. She had a likable. I'm still afraid ofsnakes. Purple is still my favorite color. Chocolate is still myfavorite ice cream. And I still love you."I did some quick mental calculations; the amount of data transferredwas staggeringly huge. But if anyone could conquer this challenge, mymother could. I was silent for a long time. Finally I looked up at herand said, "Just so you don't do this to me."She laughed, "Oh, honey, I would NEVER, EVER do this to you unless youasked for it." You...you still smell and feel like. Marie’s pelvis bounced up off the mattress as the last vestiges of orgasm rolled through her body. Jack gently ran his hand over Marie’s breasts, her nipples were rock hard and she cooed as his fingers caressed her little buds. ?I love you baby.? Marie coughed and more sperm bubbled from around her lips. He looked into her eyes, cum and saliva were glued to her lashes, she looked so pretty as she smiled up at him. ?It’s been too long a wait.? Jack ran his hands over Marie’s chest, gently. Next she fitted a corset around my upper body. This was rather tight-fitting and I had to adapt my breathing. A small amount of material wasinserted to give me a woman's form, but not too much as fashion currentlydictated that breasts should not be too prominent. The next item wascalled a Spanish farthingale, a hooped skirt which reached nearly to theground and was tied to my corset. She also added a bumroll, a paddedcrescent around my hips which apparently women wore too, and that gave.