He couldn't wait to have a steady girlfriend. He couldn't wait to kiss a woman, French kiss her. He couldn't wait to make out with a woman while feeli...g her everywhere through her clothes. He couldn't wait to have deeply penetrating and satisfying, orgasmic sex.He couldn't wait to see, touch, feel, fondle, and suck his first set of naked tits. He couldn't wait for a woman to see his cock, fondle his cock, stroke his cock, suck his cock, and/or fuck his cock. He couldn't wait to cum all over her. Massaging them, pushing them up and together. I look down to see the soap creaming prettily on my flesh. No wonder womens bodies are coveted and adored. How soft and beautiful we are.My imagination is running wild. Moaning softly in the steam of the shower, I imagine your hands on my breasts. My nipples already hard, beg for my fingers to pinch and tease. It feels amazing baby. My fingers are now your fingers tweaking the hard peaks of my tits.My face is upturned to yours, holding myself up on. Pushing up his glasses, he prepared to speak."Cam, do we really have to..." What do you want Todd?" I was in a more-than-shitty mood tonight and people named "Todd" just piss me off to begin with. This was not the time for a lecture. He apparently gave up and turned his back to me as he started typing on his computer again."Can you fill up the candy racks Cam, they're starting to run out of nutter-butters." Holy Shit! Not nutter-butters! I glanced down and saw a large metal Swingline stapler on. The air was heavy with the scent of wild flowers. Jennifer remembered it was just like this that morning over a year ago when she had first found the Glade. Every blade of grass and bright flower seemed clear and distinct, as if, though she passed a hundred thousand, she would remember each individually. She wondered if it was always true that one seemed more aware of the world close to the time to leave it.With deliberate steps she followed the path along the stream and took the still hidden.