Kyle was conflicted, there was no way he was going to be wearing bra's,but he was equally torn about doing his nails. He didn't bite his nailsor anyth...ing, and to be fair, he should probably have cut them a fewdays ago."I...I'll pick nails...no way am I wearing bra's," he said."Alright, but you should probably start winning some challenges, oryou'll get there eventually," Jessica said teasingly.Kyle knew she was right, why hadn't he thought about this more, he knewthat with his weight loss, and. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra as John could plainly see her hard nipples poking into the shirt. Her face was that good looking either, but her hair was silky and brown.“Don’t worry John I won’t do anything this is just Devon’s night,” said Monica as she sat on a chair to watch.John approached the bed where Devon was laying with a tent in his shorts. Once he reached the bed he easily ripped the thin T-shirt material to let the huge tits topple out. He wrapped his large hands around the tits. There’s no one home but me tonight and I sit in the darkness re-reading a sex story my friend penned. I’ve lost count of the number I’ve times I’ve read it through. Settling back in the chair I look around, the empty silence outside my little circle of light reminds me that I’m alone, aroused and have hours ’til anyone is expected home. Glancing back at the monitor I smile reliving the highlights of the story just briefly before coming to a decision. Shrinking the story down to the lower half. He stepped between Mouse and myself, trying to intimidate me. I was about to say something when I heard the door to my car pop open. Argyle stepped out and slinked her way towards us, wearing only her bra for a top. I put on my best salesman smile as she came up by my side and said, "Boys, my model and I are on our way back to LA, but we ran out of cash. She's a professional model, and I already know that you love her tits. And I know those pictures you tried to take through your.