Tifa checks her figure in the mirror and observes her huge belly. "That won't do," she thinks. "None of my clothes will fit." She concentrates on her stomach and the belly shrinks. Jim is now five months away from birth. "Now my clothes will fit," Tifa smiles. She puts on her most seductive dress and heads for the local disco club. Inside, she meets Herbie, whose technique with women leaves much to be desired. He walks up to Tifa and grabs her from behind. "Hi, baby! Looking for me?" Herbie oozes. "Leave me alone," Tifa replies. Herbie follows her to the bar. He reaches from behind and squeezes Tifa's left breast. Tifa retreats to a booth. Not giving up, Herbie slides into the booth next to Tifa. "Get out of here," Tifa snarls. "Not until I see your breasts, sweetie," Herbie grins. Tifa replies, "Why don't I get you a drink? Strawberry or blueberry?" Herbie looks at her perplexed. "I'll make it strawberry," Tifa says, pulling one of her breasts from her strapless gown and pumping a pinkish fluid into a champagne glass. "Try it," she advises Herbie. He gulps it down, looks at Tifa's chest and demands more. Holding his head to her chest, Tifa lets Herbie suck long and hard. Herbie enjoys is so much, he cannot give up the breast even when he feels his body contracting. He....
Wed Jan 12 15:39:24 2000