I wore G-string thong panties underneath, and decided not to wear a bra, which would show off my large, natural boobs a little better.When I arrived f...or the meeting, Dana was stepping out of an office, while pushing one of her breasts back into the top of her blouse and straightening the bottom of her skirt. There was only one office door connected to the reception area, so I assumed the office she had just left belonged to Lance. Dana smiled at me, welcomed me, then sat at her desk and used. She looked like she was ready to pounce.Carrie looked over to my pet. "You want some?"Mandy nodded with a slow controlled move.Carrie held out her hand toward her. "Come here."Mandy crawled over, moving like a skittish cat ready to dart at the slightest movement from any of us. When she reached Carrie, she didn't just lean in to lap at Carrie's face, she lay down on her belly, wrapping her arms around Carrie's head and held her gently as she cleaned her. It was quite intimate and I was at a bad. "I wonder if she likes boys or girls?" It doesn't say," pronounced Charlotte. "I wonder what Melanie wouldsay?" She's not back yet. She's catching the later bus," I replied, secretlyhoping that it would give me an excellent chance to ask her about herfeelings."She only likes girls doesn't she Martie?" giggled Lucinda."You'd have to ask her that. She's never discussed it with me," I lied."Ooooh, touched a sore point have we?" grinned Betty."No, it's just that this stuff has never arisen before,". (But I didn't find out that she was a whore until about three years ago when I was 15 and Mom was 28. (I'll have more to say about that later). When she was growing up her mom and dad were both very much into the "sexual liberation" scene and were active swingers and "wife swappers" who never tried to hide their sexual activities from her.So she grew up in a home where her earliest memories beginning when she was five or six years old were those of seeing her mom and dad frequently bringing.