Brad was taking the kick, and just as he raised his arm to indicate his readiness to launch the corner kick, Anders hooked his arm in mine and spun me... around as I was taking my first steps around him toward the net. He used the momentum to whip me around him, and I stumbled and ended up on the ground."Nice move," I said sarcastically as I got up. "Sure to draw a card in a game situation." We ain't in a game situation," he said. The smug way he said it, along with his smirking attitude, grated. The bra was more difficult, being designed for a woman with a smallerrack than the breast forms she used. But regardless she slid his armsthrough the straps, and pulled the back as tight as it would go, JUSTmanaging to clip the clasps together. She checked the view from the frontand grinned wickedly as the too-small-cups pushed the false breaststogether, giving her ex-boss deep, cavernous cleavage.From the bag she produced a small plastic packet which she quicklyopened, pulling sheer nylon. "This is my Son, Kennith," he told us. Kennith was now about 5'-11'' inches tall and maybe 155 pounds or so. From prior visits I knew that he was currently twenty-four years old. He had the red hair and green eyes of the O'Connells, along with a few freckles."Hello, Cousin Thomas!" he said brightly, but he was looking at Leila."Hello, I'm Kennith O'Connell," he said to her in greeting."This is my fiancee, Leila," I told him. Ken Jr. looked a little embarrassed for a second."I'm pleased to meet. "You might feel some discomfort, but you shouldn't feel any pain." Ok," Ethan said vaguely.He didn't care how it felt. He would do anything for this woman. She set the package of fluid on the table beside Ethan."To do that, I must insert this tube into your penis. Are you ok with that?" Sure," Ethan said nervously.It sounded weird, but all the same, he would let her do anything she wanted to him.She nodded and gave him a little smile. She tentatively held her open hand out, like she was afraid.