She had been changed from an almost mousy little blonde into the ultimate, perfect blonde.Her face was better than any cover girl's, and in particular... her bright red lips were big and puffy. The huge bulges Kara saw on her chest, pushing out the white top so much that she was glad it was an indestructible stretch material, were larger than any breasts she had ever seen. Though they were incredibly large, her breasts were perfectly shaped, had readily apparent aureolas, and had very prominent. "Welcome Beth," said Wendy. "Please have a glass of wine and take a seat. As you know this evening session is to a large extent necessary because of your difficulty in becoming part of our team. I think we should start by discussing past areas of conflict."Beth was immediately cautious. She had not thought that the attack on her would be so open and obvious. "I thought that the idea of today was to move forward, not to assess blame." "You are right," responded Wendy looking away. "Although. It was as I've said an old friend of mine who also have become a friend of Chris' and we have spent many nights with him drinking ourselves silly and this night wouldn't be any different except for one, not little, exception, my wife was going to fuck our friend!I had to rearrange things in my pants when I went and opened the door for John and let him in.As usual when John was a guest of ours the booze ran freely and soon we were all three a little round under our heals and we had a very nice. She is the cause of this." He muttered to himself in anger.He saw her drive out of the car park and something came over him as he began to drive behind her following her. "You have to grab life by the horns. No permission. No apologies." He kept repeating it to himself. Was he being reckless in following her? He was on autopilot and could not stop even if he wanted to.He was not paying much attention to his surroundings but all of a sudden realized they had driven out of the ghetto and into an.