STORY: Martine and I went to the local park for a picnic the other day. Minx was with us, but she’d disappeared God knows where. No matter, Martine and I lay down the blanket and the food, and started enjoying the afternoon sun. It wasn’t long before I picked up something unusual: Martine’s boobs—which are already fairly substantial on account that she’s an exotic dancer and those are her moneymakers—looked a bit larger than usual to me. I not-so-discreetly stared at her chest long enough to get confirmation. Sure enough, the top button of her blouse was threatening to give up the ghost, so I let her know.
“Martine? I think your boobs are growing.”
She looked down and nodded. “Yeah, I think you’re right.” She was quick to figure it out. “Minx, are you doing that?”
We heard a giggle and Minx squirmed out from Martine’s cleavage, where she’d apparently been hiding for a while.
“Yeah,” she said, grinning. “I like it when they’re big. S’all warm and comfy.” She looked suddenly concerned. “Is that okay?”
Martine gave her a gentle smile. She never minded it too much when Minx did that. It meant better tips at work.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” Martine glanced at me while I stared speechless at her spectacular breasts. “I think Jaycee approves.”
I was about to protest when something smacked me on the back of the head. Some kind of frisbee. Minx was quick to fly to it and glare at her surroundings, ignoring the fact that she looked like a butterfly to anyone looking.
“HEY!” she exclaimed. “Who threw that?!”
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Gallstone
Odds are, Attitude is somehow behind the frisbee…