The tits weren't grapefruit sized, nor were they orange sized. Maybe lemon sized would describe them. Two lemons with large nipples would describe the... even better. The nipples were damned important because those were one of only two places on her body that were normal sized. The other was called a clit and was usually hidden down there between Debbie's legs where it only got seen when Debbie propped a mirror between her skinny legs and mauled it till she bawled. Shop till you drop and maul. You wanna meet at the Bushwell Apts and go over, or should I just meet you there?" Just go to 700 North Patterson Street at 6:30. I’ll meet you there." Ok then... thanks for the invite, Sam. I think it says a lot about-"She heard a dick, and Jade stopped talking, silently cursing to herself that Sam hung up on her. That was pretty serendipitous, she thought, finishing up her make-up. Now, she just had a couple hours to kill.* * *The next couple hours flew by for Jade, who crashed onto the couch. After graduating college I got an apartment in the city. I thought I could continue my party lifestyle and get a decent job. However, my brain had different plans and I ended up in the hospital. I changed after that. I lost too much weight and all my muscle. My body went from glowing and round to harsh and 90's supermodel thin. The first time I walked into Dr. Moore's office I don't think I had a shred of hope left. I was in a depressive hole, and if you've ever been in one you know just how. Everything he wasn’t anymore and his jealousy had turned to rage toward them. He came to rest on Jill’s fire escape and opened the window. All the lights were off and no one was there. Jill had only just left, he could still smell her, her aroma filled his nose and gave him an erection. He would now not just kill her, he’d fuck her first, then he would torture her and make her beg for death. He didn’t have to wait long for her to return. The front door pushed open and Jill walked in.“Oh my god”.