The sign above the door read ?Buxom Bodies? and in the wide store window she saw just that. There were naked women with voluptuous bodies parading ba...k and forth in the widow. People walked by as if that was completely normal. Oh, but the women weren’t completely naked; they did have on gaudy six inch heels! Margaret took a closer look at the people walking around the mall too. There were a lot more men than women, but the women were certainly a lot more conspicuous. One, for example, had. She had a ulterior plot unlike the alley charade,Starts with the dirty talk,Continues with violent scratches,Screams in pleasure like white chalk,That finally lost it's virginity,Kept whispering "you're mine..you're all mine",All I could see was the hazed light,And she kept getting off and watching me till the orgasm hits all the way down her spine,Pulsating out of my sight,Then she made her move,Grabbed my cock and started making her groove,Such a long and strenuous tease it seems,More and. Davies,” she said, her voice a liquid purr. “I wanted to speak to you... in private.” Her smile grew larger. “Do you have time?”I swallowed as she stood before my desk. She leaned over, an almost casual gesture, but I knew it was deliberate to show me her cleavage. It was that deliberate gesture any woman who had a gorgeous body did to display it to her advantage. Something practiced. Something a girl who'd just gained this body wouldn't have.This power had rewritten everything that came before. Dressed in my skimpy undies and stockings I sat down at my vanity to carefully apply my make-up. Foundation, blush, a sexy red lipstick and eye shadow and brow pencil completed the look. I styled my shoulder length brunette hair and smiled to myself as I gazed upon my sexy image in the mirror. Satisfied with my hair and make-up I moved to my closet to select my wardrobe for the evening. I flipped through several outfits and finally settled on a black and gray cardigan style sweater. With a.