And then there was the way they jiggled. When you play tennis, you keep your feet moving, and bounce. This caused the breasts to jiggle and bounce as ...well. The sports bra was great at minimizing it, but it was still there. And when you're not used to having something large, on your chest, jiggling as you move....well, it is quite an adjustment!I altered my motions, so that my breasts would not be in the way when I swung the racket. This made my game go downhill for a while, but I adjusted. The. .. I can’t say I have,” I lied. His heavy breathing was loud enough for me to hear it, just a few feet away. It was the loud and weary breathing of a man who had just finished ejaculating less than a minute ago. He was drained and exhausted. I was still equally out of breath, too. I just had to hope that she wouldn’t notice.“Ah, that’s a shame,” she replied. “There was something I wanted to ask him. Anyway, you should hurry up. It’s Monday, don’t forget. If you have the time, try to take care. "I am,usually, but I saw what you were wearing today and I had a feeling youwere going to keep it on, so I thought it'd be fun if we, you know,matched ... Now anyway, tell me how things went today at the club, Iwant to hear about every tease you put those poor men through ..."So we talked, and drank, and talked some more. And somehow one bottleturned into two. We didn't normally drink so much, but we were both in abuoyant mood and the time slipped past as easily as the wine slid downour. Ain't that right, boy?"The negro mumbled something intelligible, his dull eyes still glued to the frightened girl in the cell as the water washed over him. The cold shower didn't affect his throbbing member. It seemed to grow even thicker and harder as the water dripped off it."Now," the sheriff continued as he turned off the water, "we ain't got but the one cell, so you're gon' have to share your cot with this young buck here." He unlocked the cell door as the negro lurched out of the shower.