"Man," he said, "this leash could really come in handy. I'm glad I gaveJim the idea. Hey, by the way, he told me that you gotta wear a bra now.I thoug...ht you always wore one, I thought all girls wear bras. Well, girlsand sissies." No Sir," I said, "I haven't always worn one, but I do now."He smiled and said, "Why now?"I knew that he knew the reason why, I'm sure my brother told him, but Ihad to tell him anyway.I said, "Because my chest is growing," I didn't use the words boobs orbreasts because. I’m craving some fro-yo.’ While Cassie went to the cashier, Reema returned to the change room for a final time. With great relief, she undid the skinny jeans and slid them over her body — a task that seemed much easier than putting them on in the first place! She then lifted the shirt over her head. Reema didn’t really have complaints about the top, it was cute and fun. For a moment, she stood in just her glasses and the thong underwear that Cassie had told her to ‘try out’. The undergarment. He tried to ensure his missions matched the Army's assigned missions, at least superficially, most of the time; General Branch was a driven man.He used to be called Bobby when he was young, a state that he had to strain to remember. His friends called him Bob when he was a little older, when he had friends. Most of his 'friends' had been sacrificed on the pyre of expediency, or self-preservation. A few had fallen in his drive to achieve a mission. A few of the other, more sanctimonious. . I thought. I wanted so badly for her to finger fuck me. The pleasure and the pain were pushing me towards an orgasm. An orgasm that I wanted so badly. And much to my happiness I felt her finger part my lips and enter me. I cried out in pleasure as her finger moving in and out. I could feel my orgasm coming like a freight train."Boy, someone is really wet tonight," She laughed.And then before I knew it she pulled her finger out and...Whap..."Nine," I managed to force out. Tears where running.