And the world! Surely she’d cross paths with that special someone… somewhere… some time… in those four years. She’d even traveled with her f...iends to some of the bigger cities during the summer breaks… New York… Chicago… Washington D.C. But she’d never made it to L.A.! Until now… ‘Why, Yosef?!!! Why did you drag me all the way out here when you know I have to leave in only four days?!! Why do I have to go to a party and meet these friends of yours only to turn around and go home to a life where. Steve's bladder reminded him again that it needed to be attended to. Donning a pair of loose gray gym shorts, Steve went to his Dad's bathroom to relieve himself. Steve then decided to do something most young boys his age would not voluntarily do. He decided to take a shower.Freshly scrubbed, Steve headed back to his room, hurrying when he didn't hear the sounds of April showering. Walking into his room, Steve froze in his tracks, stunned by the vision he saw. April stood in his room facing. Herfemininity was covered by a fine patch of curly brown hair. A trim waist andtummy led to what was perhaps Jessica's proudest asset. Her large breastsseemed almost out of place on her otherwise petite frame. She had beenembarrassed when they first started sprouting while she was just in sixthgrade. Through junior and senior high, mhey continued to grow, until Vow shewent through life with a 37D bra size. They were perfectly conical, withlarge pronounced areola and thick, prominent nipples.. "Um, I don't know how to say this," I said, and Blondie gave me a look intended to let me know that I'd already struck out, from the first word. This was going to be fun. "But actually, the waitress got it wrong. I intended this drink for you," I said, setting it down in front of the chubby friend.I could practically feel the cold breeze from one end and the rising heat from the other. Even though I wasn't looking at her, I could tell Blondie was about ready to kill me, while her friend started.