" She was barely audible over the background noise. Her hand traced a path from between her breasts down past her navel and pressed the dress against ...her slit.Nikki wondered if she would go on, but Rachel took a deep breath and resumed talking, slightly louder. "I wore a skirt and took my razor and shaving cream in my backpack." Her hand moved in a small circle."I found a table on the second floor, over on one side, and sat so I was facing the aisle." Rachel absentmindedly twisted a nipple. She smiled even bigger and said, "I can't keep calling you 'Ricky' when you look like you do, so you will be 'Honey' until you pick a girl's name, okay?"Pick a girl's name for myself? That made sense so I agreed.Aunt Harriet came over, standing close and facing me she said, "Slip your arms into your bra like this and then hold it like this." I did just as she did. She continued, "Now lean forward a little so your breast are just in the cups." I did as she did.She then said while showing me how,. When his flaccid member finally slipped out of me, I felt a keen sense of loss, as if I was somehow less than I had been for those moments in paradise. We lay for about an hour cuddled together naked upon the sheets, while Niccolo caressed my body gently, whispering words of love in a mixture of Italian and English. I was, he said, his sweetheart, his precious pearl, and his princess.That was the first of many afternoons when we made love in the darkness of his room, lit only by the golden. *Clap*At about the 10th time, I noticed something peculiar about my chest. It seemed looser and larger, as if it were swollen or something. The swelling continued to get worse as I reached the 20th time, my chest almost started to have a life of its own, jiggling this way and that way, up and down, as I exercised. (Since when did my chest become so loose and jiggly?)It continued to get bigger and fuller and it stretched my T-shirt almost to the point where if I didn't take it off, the shirt.