Hat Picks: Zoe Chooses Again

Zoe cradled her huge squishy double-D breasts in her arm as she glanced down at the hat on the floor. She knew the hat was responsible and she thought maybe she should leave well enough alone. But she reasoned to herself that the only way around this situation was to see it through to the end ... whatever that may be. She slowly reached into the hat this time and gingerly removed the first slip of paper and read it out loud ...