It’s a Jehovah Witness working from home.After a few days of not going out, I saw someone I knew walking by on the sidewalk outside. I immediately r...an to the window and started yelling to them. Now I understand dogs.Day 8 of social isolation and it’s looking like Vegas in my house: We’re losing money by the minute. Cocktails are acceptable at any hour. Nobody knows what time it is.✧ ✧ ✧There are only nine.This is a quiz for people who know everything! I found out in a hurry that I didn’t. These. One day then when rarely I had to liaise with a section of the offices, one of the women came on to me. I won’t say it was a set up, but it has obviously been laughed over during a girly drinks party and Sharon had decided to put me on the spot. She was gorgeously pretty I have to say, probably in her early twenties and not one of the obvious girls in the office to make the move. What she suggested involved us going to the stock room together. Yes, I know, real corny.I couldn’t think of a. I wasn't sure what was going through her mind.Although, I lazily came back to her and wrapped my arms around her again. "I love you both more than life itself, Kate."Neither of us said a word, but she enveloped her arms around me as well. I didn't know what to speak again, but I allowed us to have our moment. It seemed weird, but I just looked the other way and waited for her."You aren't mad then, you promise?" No, you were technically having an affair, but it isn't cheating if you keep it in. They were gigantic! They had been D-cups before, and that was pretty big, but they were absolutelyhuge now. They were still round, almost spherical, and they jutted proudly outfrom my chest. I'm not sure how to describe their size. They weren't as big asbowling balls, that's certain, but they were bigger than softballs. They wereabout the size of cantaloupes. I ran my hands up my sides again, feeling theslope of my hips, and the curve of my torso up to my breasts. I teased mynipples, watching.