They kept telling us you were getting better, only to backtrack and say you had relapsed ... I am still not convinced you’re really better. But you ...look well, and you are here and not in that horrible place, they wouldn’t let any of us girls visit you. It was just unbearable not knowing what was going on.” Tears started to appear, I just held her and let her know I was here and okay. I won’t tell who the tears belonged to, because I am unsure of whose they were myself.“I am okay now, and I am. The next morning, as he made breakfast, while I breast fed my c***d and gave a bottle to my granddaughter, he informed me that he wanted to follow through with my idea. We had an appointment with a local specialist the following week and kept all of the details secret from Hondo and Velvet. She was still traveling between Vegas and LA and her boss Rudy had talked her into sticking around for a local sex expo in Vegas, so we had more time alone together. After another week, I had some of my eggs. Her breasts were something like a large B or small C-cup, and that’s probably why she was so mesmerized by my bigger breasts.She was helping me put on some new lip gloss and was sitting on the bed right in front of me with her face close to mine. She puckered and moved her lips in sync with how I was puckering mine as she applied the gloss. A couple of times, when she was staring deeply into my eyes, it almost seemed like she was leaning in to kiss me. That gave me an odd feeling, but it wasn’t. She started to notice the little things about him she liked – his shaggy, matted hair when he takes his wide brimmed hat off, the way his eyes crinkled at the sides when he smiled…and his backside in the denim jeans he always wore. That was definitely on her mind as she stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror. Jesse was a tall man, but she was taller still by a few inches. She examined her frame and sighed. She was an accomplished power lifter and athlete, and heavily muscled. She.