"Amy wondered how many times the bored man repeated that litany of despair to tired travelers. She filled out the form with her new name to be and put...the exact amount on the top of the counter. The jerk looked at the new twenties checking for verification they were not bogus. She knew lots of clerks did it for larger bills but twenties seemed a bit of overkill.The man yelled back to a shadowy form of a female squatting on the floor behind one of those beaded doorway hanging curtains watching a. Sharon reached between my legs and grabbed me. Between my hair and my cock, she had control of the situation, and dragged me out and downstairs. ‘Go get us a robe or something, I’ll make coffee.’ I came back and put the terrycloth over her shoulders. ‘Are you going to ride? Want an egg?’ She nodded to both. I fixed the eggs and she did the toast and juice. I said I would drive to the shop and start on repairs while she rode.’This isn’t fair, you working and me riding, but I have a race next. ” He smiled, “Oh hell, you probably had some of that crap they sell in bars... Let me get you some good stuff.” He brought me a scotch and I admitted it did taste a lot better. He laughed and said, “After about three it is going taste damn good.” Mr. Bartlett wasn’t kidding. After about three drinks the scotch became very smooth. I wondered if Terri and Chuck would talk. I walked into the kitchen and they were chatting and I saw him move his hand real quick, like maybe he had been touching her. I looked as I had been told, and there on my chest was a set of 'C' cup sized breasts. No make that 'DD' cup breasts, no 'E' cup no ... No! "Oh my God they are still growing! Mary what's happening?" I hollered."Well sweetie, with Wicca, any harm you do to another comes back to you seven fold. It's a damn good thing you didn't give me back my 'D' cups. It's going to be bad enough as it is!" she was laughing outright now."This is not funny Mary I've got tits passing the 'GG' cup range and still.