" She covered her face. "But I don't want Bob to get in trouble either!" What do you feel is the right thing to do?" asked Claire.Lacey let her hands ...drop. "The right thing to do would be to turn myself in. I don't want to do that, but that would be the right thing." I told you you weren't a bad person," said Claire. "Let me talk to Bob when he gets back." I don't want him hurt, Claire!" barked her patient."He has to make his own decisions, just like you do," said Claire. "He's a big boy, just. It was a littleover a week since I had the breast implant operation and I still wasn'tused to the feeling of touching my chest and feeling my perfect 34B titswith their enlarged nipples that poked out just like any other woman.Just three years ago I could still get hard, although I only had a cockthat stretched out to maybe five inches and wasn't particularly thick.Now it was shrunken by the weekly high doses of hormones that Helen shotin my ass. It was only about an inch long and two tiny. She giggled and I noticed her blushing slightly too."I don't know why I said that, but what the hell, there's no harm done is there?" No I suppose not."We ordered from the limited menu, but the food, as I'd already told her was good and there was plenty of it too, we ate in silence each one engrossed in our own thoughts, until I pushed my plate away and sat back, well satisfied!"My God," I laughed, "I didn't realise I was that hungry."She smiled at me and pushed her own plate away, still half. He wandered off, pondering that information, not realizing until later that she hadn't actually answered his question at all.Later, a mid-thirties woman wearing a smart pantsuit and a designer blouse, her hair done just right, approached and gave a steely glare at Kim."Something I can help you with?" Kim asked her."I was just curious," the woman said, "as to why you thought it the least bit appropriate that a woman such as yourself would show up at a family event such as this. Don't you have.