“Not bad,” said Shari.“Not bad at all,” replied Brenda. “Now the pants.”I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants while swaying my hips. As I let...them fall to the floor, I noticed a look of disapproval in Brenda’s face. “Our customers don’t like boxers. They like briefs, the smaller the better.”“I don’t think I own any briefs.” I was worried if that would cost me the job.Shari asked, “What size are you, 34?” I nodded. “I think we have something in that size in the dressing room. Now lose the. Waha lejane k baad she asked…Krish…How do i look…M i hot….Mera toh pant mei khada ho gaya…Tha…. But kya karu..Control yaaar…I didn’t wana look desperate…So i just said… Sexy…. Looking amazing…She used to call me romeo…And hawas ka pujari and i call her jungle billi……He he..Phir use ne apna…Towel niche kiya..Piche muudh k and…..I was expecting big round boobs…But usne apne baal aage kar liye…. Like towel kamar pei and…. Boobs ko apne balo se chippa liya…She was looking…..Ooh my fucking….God….Man. Joyce has on a Raiders hat with short dark red black hair underneath. Her piecing green eyes and olive complection were always hot. But what I could not believe was the size of her chest!The last time I had seen her she was maybe a c cup. She had tits the size of Summer Cummings’ stretching out a raiders tank top so bad the logo was all distorted. “Hi Jay!” She giggled and gave me a hug. Oh yeah I though to myself the felt great pushing into my chest. I let her go and she turned around. “ have. I had seen her lift and carry things most men would grunt at or get a pallet jack to move. She was a hard worker from the day she started, yet she looked like she could go shopping and have a girl's night out too. "You know those changes the both of us have wanted to implement?" I asked. "Yeah," she shook her long hair. I always liked the way she carried herself. She wasn't quite the same as most women I encountered. She knew she was attractive, yet she didn't find the need to push her looks on.