Sharon was hurrying to meet Rick. He should have been waiting for her at the bar. She glances at a car as she goes into the parking lot.
She realizes it's Rick's car. Rick's in it. And so is --
"What the fuck?" she said. It's a busty bimbo and it's obvious they haven't been playing parcheesi. She yanks the door open. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"You got that right," said the bimbo. Her top is off, and Sharon can see her enormous tits. They were grotesque.
"Like what you see?" the bimbo says.
"Don't be . . . " But Sharon can't keep her eyes off the mesmerizing tits. So big. She felt so inferior.
"Go ahead, Sharon.
Go ahead? What did she mean? What . . . Without volition, Sharon reached out to touch the other woman's tits. She gets an intense feeling, almost an electric shock, as contact is made. So nice. So soft.
"You know what you want, Sharon.
Sharon nodded. She would do anything to touch this woman, and to obey her commands . . .
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