It started at six with opening statements. I really hadn't planned anything, so I just winged it. "Hi, I'm Sylvia Porter and I want to be your new She...riff. I guess you want to know what my experience is, so let me tell you a little about me. I was a deputy here for a years or so. The state police borrowed me to be an undercover drug runner for a local dealer who was a major distributor. After a year we shut his ass down. Then the state had to hide me out for the year it took to get the subjects. I took another sip and had to excuse myself. I went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on my face. I was feeling ill. I went back to the table and told the girls I was going home, I wasn't well. I drove home and was still not feeling good when I got ready for bed. I got some crackers and ate a few of them before I fell asleep. The next morning was not good. I had to rush to the bathroom and was sick. I called work and told them I had a bug and would not be into work. Later in the day, I. Sammy let out a long moan as Jon started to bite her nipples and lick both breasts. Paying great attention to one breast then alternatively switching to erect the other nipple. Soon Samantha started panting at a tempo that threatened to send her into cardiac arrest. Suddenly, Samantha's moans of pleasure slipped into a loud cry that echoed throughout the park. Her orgasm shuddered through her, starting at her hips and flashing outwards in a sweet tension that was immediately released with a. She glanced into a mirror and then it hit her. "Of course" she said out loud, "look at me a look terrible, I need to get prettier, make the audience like me more. How can they like me when I hide these beautiful new titties away like this, I have to go change." Running into her dressing room she desperately searched through all the outfits available and then she saw it. "Oh it's perfect" she squealed to herself as she danced with delight. As fast as she could Kelly got out of the clothes she.