”She frowned. “Did you get any lunch?”“No.”Her mouth closed and this time she looked really annoyed. She nodded and left. She was back two m...inutes later with a pack of sandwiches. “Sorry, this is all that’s left. This okay?”It was sausage and tomato sauce. I nodded. “Fine.” I didn’t particularly like tomato sauce, but I didn’t dislike it either. It would do. She came back with a murder mystery book about five minutes later. “Not the most exciting,” she said with a soft laugh, “but it’ll be more. " I'll 'Granny, ' your ass," Susan mock-snarled at her granddaughter.As all four women hugged their husband, Grandmother, daughter and granddaughter could have passed for sisters – and everyone in the room knew it."I hate bras," Jeff grumped as he slipped into his shoes and reached to gently squeeze one of Diana's breasts. "Titties need to sway and jiggle, not just stick out like lumps." I agree," Diana replied, "but swaying titties keep my nipples at their most sensitive as they rub against my. ’ Still unconvinced of exactly where she is, the Doctor rises as well, her chair enveloped by darkness just as Jayce’s was. ‘We shall have to talk about that some other time.’ She waves the thought away as she turns to the man, hoping the polite way is the easiest way to continue. ‘As we’re in your mind, what are the rules?’ ‘Rules?’ Jayce cocks an eyebrow, the thought of needing ‘rules’ never really occurred to him. He was in full control, so there was nothing anyone could really do to him. “What’s that?”Her face lit up instantly. “Oh yes! Look look look,” she said, giggling like a child on a snowy school day as she skipped closer. “I got a huuge pack of clothes this time. The only thing we can’t share are bras ‘cuz she’s a ‘B’ and, well, panties because I’m bigger there too-- I got a lot of other pieces! Look, honey, isn’t it beautiful?” her eyes sparked at the tiny red blouse she was holding.“Yeah, yeah it’s, umm…” I scratched my chin, unsure of how to continue.“And there is a.