“Why did you do that?”“Erin what does this smell like?”“Ooh, me!”“My favorite blonde mom pussy!”“Mine too!”“Mine too!”“That ...makes it unanimous! Let’s shower.”I finished first and dried quickly and put on my jeans and a polo shirt. I got down to the kitchen and started the coffee and the hot water for tea. I had just put a tray of bacon into the oven to bake when Lynn came into the kitchen.“Should I start the eggs?”“Yes, please and I will pull out the muffins.”Erin and Blossom came into the. . get the boys in. Advertising.”“False advertising,” Marty said with a laugh, nodding. “Classic A-cup. What did you want to know?”“C-cups,” I said firmly. There was always a chance that my boobs hadn’t finished growing yet, but I’d cross that bridge when I got to it. “What can you tell me about them?”“Well,” he said slowly. “I mean, my speciality is D-cups, but I can tell you a bit. Think of them like ... like shy guys. Shy guys are always horny, and if they think someone likes them, they’ll. “Uh ... sure,” I said. I wasn’t doing my best here.“Did you do it on purpose?” she asked out of the blue.I had a pretty good idea what “it” she was talking about.“No!” I gasped. “I swear Jill, it was an accident.”“It hurt,” she said shortly. She was still looking at me. “A lot,” she added, like I might not understand. Her bloody shorts had pretty well convinced me that it had hurt.“I’m really sorry,” I said, meaning it.“I know,” she said, turning back around and neatening up all the reloading. I never even thought to cheat on you; and boy did I have opportunities, but I loved you too much to hurt you like that. I found my true love and she shit on that love for ten fucking years. Now go get fucked by Rodney or Dennis, or take them both on for that matter. I would almost pay to see that. Now get lost, you whoring bitch, and leave me alone in my misery." I think I slurred the last part, because I passed out from the pain in my heart.I woke up sometime later, but I wasn't in my hotel.