.." Dad, dad, dad..." Margo pulled on his sleeve until he looked at her withan innocent 'what' spreading across his face. "Chrissie, daddy.Chrissie is...just Chrissie. Always a 'she'" she whispered as he leanedin to her."Oh, yes... of course... You, young lady," he continued, "I am so impressedwith you! Where on earth was all that hiding all these years." It's not 'me,' sir. It's 'us.' We do it together," Chris said."Well, whatever... I really just expected to hear the kind of garage bandnoise. .." Stella muttered as she triedto recall. "Oh Jacksonville Beach, you are one of Claire's friends right?This past summer eh?" the young man pointed out to her. "Ah right theboardwalk, we bumped into each other, right, huh, Jay right?" she asked."Mhm, yep, Jay, I got an invite from a guy at the frat-I go to a localcommunity college." Ah I see, that explains why I have not seen you since," Stella remarked."Heh yeah, I am taking my core classes then transfer to a bigger college,maybe Temple." "Ah. Sharon was perhaps expecting to see a countryside as impoverished and barren as Buggery, and was pleasantly surprised as they passed fields in which there were tractors and farms much like those at home. The stations they stopped at were serving small towns also much like those at home, and the people who embarked at the stops were no more dumb than herself. They may have been shaved and the only items of dress they wore might have been chains and rings, but they were otherwise like ordinary. All of my girlfriends, Meredith, Sarah, and Kinsey were waiting expectantly for me to take off my sundress. They were already naked, laying out towels on the large standing rocks before Lake Travis. Only Kinsey really knew what I’d gone through.I’ve always had large tits, the kind that seemed perfectly sized and proportioned when I was a teenager. They had held up great even into my thirties. And then I had two kids.At first, I was too tired to care about the slow signs of sagging. Then Paul.