My Strange LifeChapter 2 Jenny and Me versus The Dominator
"J-Jenny?" my mother said, finally finding that she needed to sit down after all. "Hi, Mrs. Welch! Yeah, it's me," my best friend giggled and licked her wet lips. Jenny stood up and I could see she was dressed in black, like in that plastic PVC stuff, all polished and shining beneath the bright fluorescent lights. She wore a corset with demi-cups that pushed her large, pale breasts out and up invitingly. It clung to her tiny waist and I wondered how she could possibly draw a breath...