I used the motor sparingly. I tried to pedal as much as I could and rely on the engine just to help me up the hills. The five miles to the second stag...ing area just flew by. I arrived at the second stage at the spandex crowd with their fancier bikes. I was just as sweaty as they, but not as exhausted as I would have been without the engine.I felt so good that I decided to go to the next staging area. I left the second parking lot on the pedals. I had stopped to look around. The spandex guys must. At the school reunion, I caught myself pulling down my size ten dress to show more cleavage. I made my way across the room without thinking. He looked me up and down, deciding if I was worth his dick.“Gorgeous," Marcus said.“Taken," I replied, flashing the ring. Marcus laughed.“By Harry Slight, right? He was my homie back in the day. Chased a lot of the same girls. I dated his sisters.” I blinked at the plural, but Marcus just smiled.By the time Harry returned, Marcus is talking about his job. ”“My breasts?”“Yes.”“Thank you Jody. I love my breasts. I was always flat chested until I came back home. When I went to work here I confessed to Mr. Reynolds that I had always wanted huge breasts and he paid for these. I love them and I never wear a bra ... I love to feel them naked under my silk blouses.”“I like the way they feel too,”“Would you like to see them? Just a peek – you can never tell anyone I let you see my titties,”“Gosh Ms. Sue, would you? That sure would make me feel. That I'm a dud when it comes to giving you a baby." She embraced me."I know you feel frustrated, babe. And I understand why you feel that say! I wish it wasn't the way it is, but, it is!"She kissed me, and then she asked which of the three donors I thought sounded best.I indicated a young black by the name of Drew. 37 years old. A track record (of successful impregnation) of 89.98 percent. Nice looking, too, from the accompanying photos on his bio.Nadine studied his bio for a moment, and then.