.." I answered. "I'm pretty sure you don't, but, technically, I don't really know..." I'm not sure what made me say that, but it seemed like the best ...hing to say. Angry now, not at me but at gossipers, Jen said, "Well, now you can say you do!" And with that, she lifted up her tanktop, revealing a pink bra. My heart skipped a beat. She then undid her bra and showed it to me. "See! No stuffing!" But I wasn't looking at her bra. My eyes were focused on her breasts, which were as large and. Car after car drove past her, some college kids slowed down and asked her how much for a quickie. She quickly told them where to get off. Eventually a truck pulled up and wound the window down. ‘Where you heading?’ A male voice called but she couldn’t see a face. ‘Far, far from here,’ she replied. ‘Hop in!’ She opened the door; suddenly feeling nervous then reminded herself that, by now, Matt probably wanted to kill her, so she climbed her way into the cab, struggling not to flash her. In fact by making it just within my pain threshold I knew I could take the lot, suffer, but get through it. She was very good I had to admit. She was playing me well. I looked back to see Zoe had moved away a few feet but was looking at me, daring me to get up. I didn’t. I didn’t have the nerve actually. I half smiled though. I was enjoying looking at her, having her firm warm hand rubbing my bottom, seeing her beautiful bare legs which I watched as she stood, ready. You keep giving out freebies and I’ll keep your secret,” Gary said, as he got off the bed and started putting on his clothes.After Gary left, Holly got up, grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, and quickly put them on without taking time to put on her panties and bra. She then got her cell phone and called her sister.“Hello,” Debra said, when she answered the phone.“Sis, I need to talk to you. Can you come over?” Holly asked.“Is there a problem with Clint?” Debra asked.“No. The other thing,”.