You are a beautiful woman.”“Thanks for saying that but I also had something else done.”“What else was done?”“I also had a boob job. I went... from a 32-B to a 36-D.”Looking at her breasts Kevin said, “I did notice that your breasts were bigger, but I thought you were wearing some sort of a wonder bra.”“I’m not wearing a bra, Kevin.”His remark of “Oh boy” caused Becky to laugh.“Enough about me; how are you doing?”He told her that he was doing well because of how these pre-retirement seminars were. Don’t you know?” he said.His somewhat-compliment made the butterflies in my stomach return. I still felt indebted to him.“Know what?” I asked.“I thought you were a lesbian,” he said, “but then you go and hook up with Scott?”I realized that he was sad because he was jealous. Jealous at the thought of Scott and me being together. I was deeply flattered. I was … aroused. Why? I had never felt like this before when dealing with other guys. But he wasn’t another guy. In this moment, I was a girl. He. I don't mind working all the time." said Emma. I walked down the stairs behind Emma. I looked over her shoulder as her big breast jiggle under her tight brown blouse. I was waiting for her top or jeans to rip open from her flesh.We finally got to the bottom of the stairs. The whole basement was decorated in camouflage and hunting gear. There were photos every where of her husband catching different a****ls. There were heads or trophy of every a****l on the basement walls. In the middle. I started to feelbetter, took her to my room, and tried on my dress for her. I put onmom's torsolette, stuffed the cups with a couple pairs of panties, puton the girdle and towel pads and finally the dress. She thought itlooked wonderful and suggested that we go the mall next Saturday andget some accessories. She had to leave but said she would call melater.I was finishing my diary entry when Rodger called. He wanted to know ifI wanted to go out for a hamburger or something. I said that I.