Her tummy looked much rounder under her clothes and her clevage was still there but in a much differnt way. Instead of being pushed up her breasts now...hung free and I loved it.Pam told me "Now you see how fat I am?"I told her she was really turning me on.She came over wrapped her arms around me told me I was to nice and gave me a big kiss.I kissed her back and soon we were udressing each other.Her breasts were absolutely perfect they were full and heavy her nipples pointed to the floor and hung. I’m twenty-four years old…any chance they’ll be here before I turn twenty-five?’ The girl offered her sweetest smile. ‘Miss Moreland will be with you shortly, ma’am. She’s aware of your arrival.’ I wasn’t fooled by the smile, but I let it go. If I started harping on everything, I’d just give myself a headache. Sometimes my job as representative and courier for the art studio was more trouble than it was worth. Yes, I made great money for essentially being nothing more than glorified eye candy,. What was going to happen !!Part IIIThe next day, I attended my trade show, but I just could not keep my mind on business. Quitefrankly, I had always fantasized about being a true submissive slave, but now that it had happenedonce, and I was going to be "auctioned off" to total strangers that coming night, I decided that Iwas not going to go through with such a scenario.I returned to my hotel and, as I entered my room, the telephone rang. It was Jennifer. I told her ofmy decision and she. My pussy soaked up wave after wave of his cum. Still he sucked and still he fucked. Again and again he took me. In that same moment, he took me a thousand times. That night I died. Would there be a morning? Part One ~ The Morning After ~ I woke up feeling better than I had in years – even before Markus had come and swept me off my feet. My apartment even seemed cooler. Then a knock at the door startled me. Putting on my robe, I answered it. “ Here to fix your air, Miss Hetleven.” I.