After I transferred the phone call, I took a long drink of my tea and thought of when we first decided to exchange pictures. I must have taken at leas... a dozen head shots with my cell phone before I got one that was somewhat satisfactory. Without trying to dwell on it too much, I attached the file and hit “send” and held my breath. I told myself it didn’t matter what you said, we were just friends, not even in the same state. Your email popped up with your picture attached, I sucked in a. Not open cans.” That was a trifle accusatory.Things progressed as things do, “Recipe?”Krys said, “4 to 5 medium potatoes, peeled and diced, 1 pound fresh mushrooms, sliced, 1 cup heavy cream, 2 large carrots, sliced, ½ cup chopped fresh green onion, 6 cups chicken bone broth...”“Wait. Canned broth?” asked Cynthia.“No,” Krys said, “I made it last week. You were at the beach.”She launched into the remainder, but Zoe stopped her, “You made it? How?”“In the pressure cooker,” Krys. She straddled his chest and unhooked the catch holding her latex corset-thing together. Her breasts--big, pink and extremely bouncy--bobbed free.They were ... impressive."You were right with the first guess," Morehagg said with a lascivious smile. She caught her swaying mammaries and cupped them in her hands.Jackson looked up at the swaying mounds of creamy-pink flesh. He clearly saw the perky little pink points of her nipples. What the fuck was going on here? This didn't happen in battles.. Its huge, with a California king size bed that sat in the middle of the main wall. My entire room is decorated and colour coordinated in a modern dark espresso brown colour, which compliments the pastel teal and crè,me theme I have going on. Over my bed is a canopy that holds the softest sheer crè,me coloured fabric. It makes me feel so sexy lying in that bed. Its just a shame I had to lay there every night alone. On my bed is the most comfortable comforter that matched the colour.