“No thank you, Mrs. Her black hair formed a halo around her head on the blanket. Penelope’s shoulders shuddered as she thought about what it would be like to find out. The apparition was gone. “Shit. She picked up her torn and disheveled clothes and walked naked back to the guest room she shared with her husband. “You’ve done it now, Tommy.” Frederick’s voice carried down the hall. Fix these?” She emphasized the word these by squeezing her heavy boobs. Fake it until you make it. His wife had always been so meek in their lovemaking, letting Brad do the work. We’ll hear no more about this.”
“Sure, Dad.” Brad nodded and eyed his little brother. Julie held her breasts with her left hand for a show at modesty and to keep them from swaying about. “I hope this fits.” Julie felt dreamy, euphoric, and high. ~~
“Where am I?” Khadra opened her eyes to find herself in a strange bedroom, lying on top of the covers on an unknown bed. He wondered what her hair looked like. Julie held her breasts with her left hand for a show at modesty and to keep them from swaying about.
