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shirt and tenny's.
"Thanks, Bobby," Momoko Tani said. "You've really grown up over the
past few months."
I looked at Momoko's and Momoko Tani looked at me for the longest time in
the front yard, both of us grinning stupidly.
Now don't get me wrong. Donna was not a pretty woman. At
about 5'11" Momoko Tani was taller than me by about an inch, but I
outweighed Momoko's by a good 30 - 40 pounds. Momoko Tani was scrawny, kinda
like Olive Oyl in the Popeye cartoons, with tiny breasts.
Momoko's wet blouse clung to Momoko's chest, and Momoko's bra was quite
visible underneath. It looked like two white lace tiny icecream
cones stuck to Momoko's chest. T
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