That feels nice.?? He's gentle with them, not a mauler like so many of the customers.?? After a while it starts to get to me and I let out a moan of p...easure.?? After awhile I'm starting to feel a little dreamy, then he stops for a couple of seconds.?? Then I feel a wet finger on my nipple.?? Then the other one too.?? Oooh, that's even better. Ohhhhhh?.She's starting to get loud.?? I don't mind, I like hearing her moan.?? The room is soundproofed, so even if she starts screaming it won't bother. Her boobs looked perkier, proud of her chest, with newly acquiredcleavage visible at the neckline. The woman smiled and sighed."I've always worn a 36A," the woman said absently, running her handsover her boobs and down her sides. "They look great!" she said, almostforgetting Lucy standing next to her."They do!" Lucy agreed. "You can try on the others I brought," shegestured to the other two bras on the bench - one lacy pink semi-transparent, the other coral, with embroidered flowers across. "That must be it," I said aloud, more to myself than her. She stayed sitting on the ground, just watching me. "And if there's one portal, than there has to be others! I just have to find them!" You are either telling the truth," Gianna said, "or you are ill in the head." Maybe I'm a little bit of both," I smiled, sitting back down beside her."Your story does explain a lot," she admitted. "It's like everything my mother and I thought was peculiar about you suddenly makes perfect sense." So now. And ironically, it hurt even worse because of her own horrible failure, that nightmarish encounter with Marty Felder. All the hours, All the nights of worrying, crying... and all along, her precious boyfriend, the man she was going to marry, was no better. Even worse, he had a choice; no one forced him into anything. A man couldn't be forced to do the things she was seeing him do with her own eyes. God, how it ached to see him like this, like a fallen angel kicked from his place on high, now.