. AM... A... GUY!"The man laughed at that and shook his head. "Is that all? I can fix that, no problem. Here, put this on." The man tossed him somethi...ng that he would swear wasn't there a moment before. Taking a look at it, he found it was a T-shirt just like the ones the waitresses in the main room wore.He looked at the man with a frown. "What's this supposed to do? It's not even the right size." Don't worry about that," the man replied with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's one size fits. A long sleeved brown (as mentioned previously) top sheathed her upper body and breasts which were clearly visible.ButI could see her nipples trying to find their own space shyly pushing against the soft pliable material.Then;She stood up and went to the counter.She stood about five feet six in high heeled brown calf high boots. And her lower regions were clad in a small check, (also brown) skirt that just moulded itself to her buttocks and fell in a swoop down to her knees.Perfection.And she. We've only been making love for two hours and I don't feel the slightest bit tired. Looking as beautiful as she was on her back, would give any man an instant erection. I certainly have the best hard on I've ever had."Jim, my arms are getting tired, I want on top for awhile." Somehow she rolled me onto my back while keeping me inside her. She lifted my hands so I could massage her breasts. Her breasts were firm, but had enough give to allow my fingers to squeeze them. If this is heaven, I don't. "Jason, do you remember asking me about Britney Spears?" he asked."Yeah, sure," I said."Can you tell me why you picked Ms. Spears?"I laughed."I'd talked to my daughter's fourth grade class a couple days before and some girl asked me if I knew Britney Spears," I said. "Apparently, she asks everybody that. So hers was just the first name that popped into my head."He looked concerned. Oh, shit."It was just hypothetical, of course," I added hastily."Have you seen any pornographic videos involving.