Another thought that occurred to me was how glad I was that my boobs werestill a hundred percent natural. I'd read in Seventeen about how a guy cantel...l you have implants, and for me that night, it was super-important thatRob never get the slightest hint about the real me. Besides, he told me hethought they were 'perfect' - he'd never say that if they were fake, wouldhe? And I SO enjoyed how he made love to my breasts -- if I'd had implantsI'd be so worried they might be a turn-off for him that. ..in your bikini, Mary?' grinned the old man.'Of course......I only ever wear a bikini. I can get my skin brown all over, then, can't I?''Woorrrrr! I'd love to see you in your bikini, you know. I bet you look delicious,' and as he spoke, his hand drifted onto Mary's knee as she was no more than two feet away from him on her wooden chair. She shivered at the touch, but Mary didn't move her leg away and just tried to keep the conversation going.'Well, if you wander down to the beach when it's. What did ya'll call her growing up?" I asked"Gypsy, we called her Gypsy when we were kids. She was just plain wild but in a good way. She was the one who would jump out the barn loft onto the hay pile. You know just adventurous." Dee said."She sounds cool. Judging from her pictures it looks like she got married young." I said it just to add words to the conversation."Yes, pregnant at 16, so she got married," Dee said sadly."There, but for the grace of god, go I," I said it and I meant it."Me. He pretty much knows what happened to his sister. If I didn't make it, he'd have taken a shot. Now, well ... Nita's parents put her in a convent yesterday."Kennedy turned pale. "That's ... awful." Yeah, 'cause those sisters don't give a rat fuck about why you got screwed, just that you did. You're fallen, a sinner forever more. She'll spend a year on her knees, saying her rosary, then she'll be sent someplace like Africa or South America to teach the heathen." Gosh, Juan Baptiste! I don't know.