One had a tag attached that said: "FOR DINNER TONIGHT" and the other said: "FOR LATER".Like a kid on Christmas Day, she opened the box that said "FOR ...DINNER TONIGHT", undoing the ribbon and lifting off the top. As she pulled back the sheets of folded tissue paper inside, a glittering brightness spilled forth. She almost jumped back in surprise as the light hit her. She pushed the tissue paper all the way back and then reached inside, drawing out a dress."Oh my, it's gorgeous," Shannon said. If she notices you she’d think you’re a creeper.’ My mouth agape, I came back with a witty retort. ‘Nuh-uh.’ ‘Whatever. I seen you staring at her before, and it’s always a challenge to keep your attention when she’s here.’ ‘Sorry, sorry, what were you saying?’ I asked. She was wearing a lovely cardigan sweater today, a deeper reddish hue, with black pants that hugged her hips to a tantalizing degree. The sweater would help keep some of this New York winter’s cold away, but not that much. She. It was not until it washooked around her waist, turned towards the front and she slipped her armsthrough the shoulder straps that Betty Lou noticed that there wereactually no bra cups in the brassiere. What were there were two shelves tolift and support her breasts leaving her nipples and aureoles unprotected.Every since her breasts had first developed, Betty Lou had worn minimizerbrassieres to make her breasts appear smaller. Her mother wore them. Sohad Betty Lou. Before yesterday, she would. "Swallow it whore", he hissed at her and as Kristi did so he slapped both her breasts as hard as he could causing a yelp at which he looked pleased as he turned and Kristi watched him walk away.The next two men were easy. She was positioned over the arm of the sofa and they just fucked her cunt until they came. Nothing special, nothing kinky Kristi was grateful for the rest but pushed back on them to make the experience of fucking her memorable. When both had finished they simply sat in.