I asked again if she was okay, to which she said something like "that bitch who looks like me left me fucking stranded here." I offered her a ride. Sh... looked at me suspiciously and said no. I said "okay" and continued walking to my car, which was a beautiful 1987 Trans Am. Maybe her change of heart came when she saw what I was driving. She walked up and I lowered the window. She apologized for being so "bitchy" and asked if I wouldn't mind driving her home. I didn't. She thought about it for a. Immediatelyafter the application she opened the box and lifted out a shimmeringmound of molded silicone and cradled it in her hand."Jim, look what I have for you. Say hello to your sexy new right breast!"I was speechless. Mary Lou raised the molded breast so that Mother couldsee it, too. Mother smiled.Slowly she lowered the prosthetic and positioned it precisely as plannedon the glued surface of my chest. I felt a heavy weight come upon me. Ihad no idea that the weight would be so much. She. I thought she was angry. But to my surprise she smiled and kept my hand on her other hand and laid on my shoulders i now embraced her now with my other hand i started to caress her shoulders now she let out a morn and now i kissed her ear lobes she was enjoying and with shhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh. Now submitted her to me i put my other hand on her things and started to rub slowly she was haaahaaaaa. Hmmmmmmm held my hand but now i was not in the mood to stop. So i inserted my hand inside her lungi. She stepped over to her closet and grabbed a pair of bathrobes and tossed one to Georgia. “Here, put that on while I figure out what to wear.”“What? No! I should go home and change.”Precisely what she was expecting! “Don’t be silly. We’re almost the same size. You can borrow something of mine.”Barbara laughed. She cupped her C-cup tits and jiggled them at her friend and said, “We aren’t even close to the same size!” She knew Georgia’s bustline had been... improved ... to a DD.Barbara shrugged.