Yamato, could she? I mean, if Mrs. Yamato’s were that long on her small tits, it was hard to imagine a similar situation on Mom’s ample stock.“T...ey just rub their palms across your stomach and press the edge of their hands up against your breasts to see if there’s anything that shouldn’t be there.” I felt heat flushing through my cheeks even though I didn’t feel embarrassed.“Can you show me?”“Show you?”Mom nodded.“Mom, it’s no big deal. Just stand there with your arms to your side and let them. She took a deep breath for courageand keyed open the door, putting a smile on as she marched in, thespikes of her heels clacking loudly on the tile in the entryway as sheentered. She wanted to be positive for him, encouraging. Maybe today wasthe day he'd be on his computer with a job offer."Eric?" she called out.No answer. The apartment was quiet.Julia quickly peeked through the rooms looking for her husband but hewasn't home. A quizzical look twitched crossed her face. A check of herphone. More

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