I looked up to see a woman roughly the same age as Rachael watching me through the patio door glass. I couldn’t find my socks or one shoe so I made ... dash into the kitchen with what I had to get dressed.I heard Rachael open the front door and apologise profusely to the people waiting outside and invite them in. After dressing in quick time I decided that I should try and make myself useful so I started making some coffees for the visitors and decided to wash the dishes that had been used for. She looked at the dressshe was wearing. She'd never be able to wear something like that again.Never be able to show off her young supple skin. Never be able to dancein a club and have everyone's attention."I'll do it!" she said impulsively.She hear Lana laugh with delight and she turned in the direction of hervoice, beaming widely at her friend. There was something hugely freeingabout just saying "fuck it!" to her life-long valuation of intelligence.She was going to have nice tits and she felt. I'm sorry sis, I assumed you knew.” “Bloody typical. Nobody tells me anything anymore. I assume Geoff knows all about it?” “Well yeah. That's why Jerome asked for my help. Apparently, Geoff is going to be away that weekend. He has some kind of work thing on.” “What the fuck? When was he planning on telling me any of this?” “I really am sorry, sis. I assumed you knew.” “Oh, it's not your fault, Ben, but those two will be getting a stern talking to later.” I was really pissed off at the pair of. Kylie's bikini top had early on started to cause trouble and on her third downward trip had come adrift altogether, the strap breaking and the insubstantial bit of fabric fluttering down into a crowd of hooting youths, whose anxiety to capture it as a souvenir had caused a minor riot, after which one person had required immediate and urgent medical attention and another was to limp painfully for several weeks thereafter.This unfortunate mishap had clearly left her with a few questions to answer.