The next few years were difficult to say the least. Karen was a beautiful c***d and she seemed the one thing I had left in the world. It wasn’t unti... a number of years after when Karen started nursery that I felt some of my old spark return. Friends that I knew had moved on or away and I had become isolated in my own world. I met another single parent through Karen’s attendance at nursery called Alison Dalton who had divorced her adulterous husband three years earlier. Karen had a little boy.. She felt herself falling under the spell of everything that had happened already and simply could not hold back any longer. She swung the shoulder belt off her shoulder and placed her face in his lap. She breathed hotly on him as she reached up to undo his pants. As she unzipped him his cock tented out his boxer briefs with a spot of moisture visible on the underwear. Katherine felt her pussy moisten even more at the evidence of his precum, she knew it was proof of his desire for her. She. . this can’t be.”Somehow, overnight, my breasts had grown another cup-size. I was no longer the B-cup that I’d been so happy with the previous morning (and extremely happy with the previous night) - I’d somehow grown two cup-sizes in two days. I’d gone from being the nice, sexual, respectable girl ... to being what Marty had called “Girl Plus”. Not a compliment, not when you knew what it meant.C-cups ... were easy. Not nearly as bad as D-cups, of course, but certainly not prudes. As someone who. . our lead, and put away clothing as a relic of the past. Plus, think about how much time people will save if they don't have to get dressed in the mornings or whenever. They can still shower, dry off, use the restroom, brush their teeth, etc., but no need to put on a uniform or something silly like that. If they need shoes, fine, but shoes don't require clothes, do they? I'd love to run or jog in just my tennis shoes, wouldn't you? Imagine camping, hiking, volleyball, etc. in the buff, if you.