You wanna come here for the party, or should I bring it to you? Nah, you know what? Fuck that. I can't drive impaired. I'd have to arrest myself. ... Marcy's been crying all evening, so she's in no shape to drive either. We really shouldn't have guests tonight. The place is kinda messy. Sorry to bother you. I'll see you in the morning, okay?” He hung up.Now, what the fuck? Was he was coming for me? It was time for a decision. I could call the cops. If the whole thing was a hoax,. During the same time frame, Elton and I had expanded into our sixth state. Our server system proved to be a perfect fit for most government operations with numerous locations. We never had to advertise. The business grew by itself, and in a short period of time we were completely overwhelmed. It was hard to tell if we were extremely happy or extremely frustrated. The nicest aspect about the whole thing was the monthly checks that just kept coming and coming.Brian and Baxter had been arrested. I scanned my body in the mirror noticing my large breasts were still firm, my stomach tight with just a tiny little tummy showing and my hips ... were fuller now. I looked good, sexy to be precise.What to wear underneath? A bra was out of the question, it was just too damn hot outside. Instead, I focused my attention on my panty drawer. Holding up a pair of thin string panties not even big enough to cover my pussy lips I shook my head."Too slutty..." I murmured.Maybe if I was going out with. "Yoga pants?" Andy asked. He gave Chris a grin in a vain attempt to drag him into the fray. Chris was far too smart for that. He just ignored Andy completely."Frumpy, dumpy granny sweatpants," Elizabeth said. "And a huge T-shirt that hangs to my knees. How's that?" Add some clown shoes and you'd be set," Paul added with a laugh. "You'd get all the attention you always did but no one would even mention your butt."Elizabeth slapped Paul on the arm."She's not used to being picked on," Paul told.