‘And what the fuck is going on?’ ‘OK,’ she responded. Then, in somewhat atypical rapid-fire fashion, she said, ‘Yes. Not now. No. Probably n...ver. Generally 30G. One of the guys on my team. Tuesday or Wednesday. A lot, but I’ll know more when I come back. ‘Cause I have to pack and I really need to give you a blowjob before I go. Out of town (don’t ask) and maybe Washington, too. And, lastly, I’m going to get reprimanded for getting involved with you and getting you involved with this – about. .. going out on that proverbial limb."Well... I can see that you're worried. I hope that what I tell you next doesn't change your feelings towards me, but I will understand if you change your mind about me too." Diane... how I feel about you... I don't see that changing now, or ever." No... just wait Jim. What I have to tell you... it's going to probably shock you."We both stared at each other for a bit... not saying a word. I knew at that moment deep inside I was afraid of what she had to tell. They were more developed now; I’d say probably a 34C. She was a full-grown woman and I was going to find that out for myself. We sat there talking and eating snacks for about an hour, reminding of the old times and how fun it used to be. We were flirty like we always were, but no one ever took the initiative to take things a step further. We brushed each other arms and had smiles we couldn’t control or hold back. It was going great! We conversed about the things we did up here and how great it. "A real woman, Teste, wouldn't you say so?"My mouth, I realized, was dry. I tried to say "Undeniably!" but nothing came out. Because her eyes now seemed to be swallowing me. I was getting lost in them. "I think we're ready," Gleyre said to her. "Why don't you stand over by that theatrical flat, in the sun from that skylight. By the painted tree trunk. Drape your blouse on your left shoulder, to emphasize that you aren't merely nude, a classical figure of a woman, you're undressed,.