If it hadn't been for the wine, and the fact Bree felt more comfortable with Alice than she ever had with anyone, she might not have confessed all to ...er, let alone allowed Alice to eventually convince her to show her just exactly what it was she was talking about."What do you mean it's really big?" she'd asked. "I mean, not that I really know what is or isn't. For all I know, mine's big in comparison to everyone else's. The only thing I do know for sure, is that my tits are two different sizes. He had become friendly with her they had gone on a few dates making her cum once or twice, but never getting beyond third base, but once again when she and Iz became friends she parted ways with him.And then there was Isabelle, 5’8” gorgeous C breasts, and a firm apple of an ass-“No,” mark thought, “I can’t think of her that way, she’s my sister”“Hey,” called a voice sexy little voice, he knew to be Porchia.“Hey, gorgeous how are you?”“I’m great, have you been watching us tan?” she asked. There was no place to fill the thermos, because the motel was outside that kind of neighborhood. The neighborhood was an old time mixed industrial and residential area. With the Concrete block people warehouse thrown in.When I arrived back at the motel, I took my shower thinking about the day ahead. I had planned to take out the brother’s headquarters, but that wasn’t going to happen. That being that case I would be winging it, again.“If I could have anything else, what would it be?” I asked. " You're right about that." I acknowledged. "'Best Little Whorehouse In Texas' is more my speed."She looked at me, confusion on her face. "But if the second ticket isn't for you, who IS it for?" Cindy Hartwell." I replied simply.Amanda looked at me very strangely. "Cindy Hartwell? But we don't hang together. You know that." I also know you told me that you wished that you and she were friends. This is your chance, if you play it right. I'm sure she'd enjoy the play. I've been doing a little.