.. there’s somebody here you need to talk to.”“I’m cooking!” yelled back a man behind the long counter.Jill got up. “I’ll cook, while yo...u take care of business,” she said.Fifteen minutes later, Christy was doing on-the-job training, with Jill as her mentor, supervisor, and advisor. It was unpaid training, but Christy didn’t mind. She felt elated just to be making progress, and doing something different.Three hours later, she was hired. Not only that, there had been time to be interrogated by. They are big and round and men adore them. I never have to pay for a drink on a night out, all I do is wear a tight or low cut top, and stand at the bar and all of my drinks will be bought for me. I suppose there are people who would say I was a slut, though I would deny this. I have had quite a few sexual partners to be sure, more than you could count on your fingers and toes, but I always planned to be like this when I was young. I have all of my life to be sensible and settle down, so why. I’d even got her a clothes voucher for a major store for her first teen birthday a few weeks earlier.One night, during a particularly bad row, Lily had been sent for a bath to get her out of the way. After a while I retreated to the garden, and soon heard a tap at the neighbour’s bedroom window. Lily was there wrapped in a bath towel waving at me. I waved back, and with that she lowered her towel. Out popped these two beautiful creamy white budding breasts, each topped with a juicy puffy pink. "Catherine? Your ex wife? What the fuck are you doing talking to her?" mom yelled following the script I wrote for her. "The divorce is not final yet." Bob said slowly. Mom stared at him for a moment. Then she picked up a long vase and lunged at Bob - going straight for his face. Bob ducked. I jumped grabbing her but she managed to throw it at him and kick him in the ribs. "You bastard! You married me while you were still married to that bitch!" Mom yelled, still kicking, trying to break free.