I said, “Can I still fit in a bra with my birds?” She really roared then, Deedee. “Oh course, honey. We’ll fit you right up.” The Real W...oman thing is harder than I thought. Well, when it was all over with our shopping today, I had three new bras and they were light blue, a kinda transparent one, and a white one. Mommy said they were all 32A’s and that Daddy was going to be so proud of me how I was growing, but I might excite Daddy if was to wear the transparent one at home. I got that. He smiled broadly. ‘I thought the three of you were supposed to be with your families. It is Christmas, after all.’ I smiled back. ‘We decided to forego our holiday and create a special Christmas for your family. We know it hasn’t been an easy time for any of you, so we thought this would lift some stress.’ ‘And here I was planning on just going to a restaurant. Thank you all. I really appreciate this. However, I would like it if the three of you would actually take your holiday leave as of. Up in their room she pinned him to the wall and kissed him passionately. Allowing his hands to roam her body leaving a trail of electricity in their wake. She loved his hands, she had been fascinated with them from the moment they met and now she knew why. He knew exactly were to touch her, sliding his fingers in he was surprised at how wet she was. He was able to make her cum within seconds knowing exactly the speed and spot she needed.He flipped her round violently so she was now pressed up. ‘I hated that,’ she hissed. ‘I always hated the movies and TV shows that portrayed the poor, defenseless girl cowering, hoping some big, strong man would come to her rescue. To hell with that!’ She looked me in the eye. ‘You have to teach me to shoot. I can’t just be a goddamn helpless victim. Screw that!! I want to be ready!’ I checked the early TV news broadcasts and all the central Florida stations were making the most of the story. Crime scene tape kept reporters and their damned cameras.