She felt an unaccustomed happiness. It could not last though and they would turn her out again to fend for herself once they reckoned she could do so ...but then Peter had said when she found a job. She had a job, domestic cleaning but nowhere to live. She couldn’t go home. That Ron’d still be there. She shuddered and took another pull at her tea.She had to tell Peter and Caroline the whole story. Her happy mood dissolved and she sat growing more and more dispondent.Fortunately it was not for. Marisa smiled gratefully. “The top’s going to be worse.Maybe, I can pick up a suit that fits in Key West?”Her fears were justified as she tried to squeeze DD cupbreasts into a C cup top. Her breasts stuck out of thetops, the sides and the bottoms. Even worse, her nippleshad doubled in size during her pregnancy and her areolawere barely contained by the stretched out triangularcups of her bikini top. She had to stretch out andadjust the material to hide them. “Not sure. I couldn't resist, my cock was getting really hard just thinking about the situation i was in. She noticed the bulge in my pants, she walked right up to me and pressed her body against mine. Her hand rubbing on my buldge."Mmmm, you are big, I can feel it." She said as she bagan to unzip my pants and reach in to grab out my cock. After only seconds it was rock hard and free of the pants that where constricting it. Her hand was slowly stroking it as she began to kiss me. My hands where rubbing up. . yes, sir. The impossible happened.”“So you are wiping your hands of this, and showing no desire to help your clients?”“Client, singular, sir.” The voice sounded apologetic.“What? Your supposedly impregnable vault was walked into, and all that was taken was MY eleven locker contents? I suppose they had keys to that as well?”“No, sir. Your lockers had the locks drilled out. It seems that they didn’t have keys to these.”“But how did they know which lockers to target?” He was furious. “The.