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  The author herself was dressed in an enormous blouse which was pulled in at her relatively slim waist, but didn't in any way disguise the enormous swelling of her breasts against its fabric. The buttons held onto each other with fuck a secretary desperation that looked likely to fail every time her breast heaved with an exhalation of breath. She wore a very plain navy blue skirt and stockings and shoes. How drab! thought Twelve who had only that morning bought herself a green beret that she proudly wore on her shaven head. When Twelve introduced Honore to Innocence she wasn't at all surprised to see the way her eyes kept wandering back to the restrained breasts. Honore was renting an apartment in the city for the weeks that she was staying until returning to Brook. "I feel so much more at ease there!" she said smiling, holding the massive weight of her breasts in the palms of her hands. "I don't have to squeeze these things into totally inappropriate clothes . But Twelve, you'd just feel so odd there. No fashions to follow. And you look so divine at the moment. What a cute beret!"  




  Innocence was dressed in just shorts and a tee-shirt. Twelve had had no success at all in persuading her to shave off any more hair than that which she was already taking off her legs and her armpits. She also had no success in persuading her to wear one of her older thongs or even to show her breasts. Innocence was (let's face it!) rather dull really. However, it was clear to her that Honore was attracted by Innocence's quite reserved character and her physical beauty. "Such a little beauty! The both of you must come back to my apartment." "And there are hidden secrets in Innocence's knickers as well!" hinted Twelve as the three of them got into fuck a secretary taxi with a young girl whom Honore had persuaded to come back with her despite her mother's reservations. "What might those be?" wondered Honore playfully, with an arm around the small girl's shoulders and a hand burrowed inside her blouse.  
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