I give her kiss on her check and went off from there. And one day I was talking to her at her shop it was raining and no customers at shop and she tol... me to come inside I ll get wet outside I went inside. She gives me a chair to sit. Today I watching her below her waist I always use to see her top only because she other side of counter but today I got a chance to capture her full body from very close.That day was full raining and time is 10.pm from 2 hour I spent inside her shop and it’s time. Her jet black hair curled around her shoulders and her slightly tilted eyes hinted at some Native American or oriental blood in her background. It looked like most of her weight was in her chest. She had to be at least a double D and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her tight blouse highlighted and emphasized more than it concealed. The blouse may keep her legal but was more obscene than if she wasn't wearing it. The woman's breasts bounced and rolled as she moved. It looked like two cats in. To describe her, she has pretty eyes and chubby cheeks. Always with a smile on her face. As for her assets, she has a curvy structure with huge boobs and an extra plummy ass. Unlike her country folks who usually wear abaya’s (traditional Muslim dress fully covered), she used to wear western clothing and that too mostly tight leggings or jeans.I always used to keep looking at her and enjoy the bouncing beauties. I never got a chance to say beyond hi or hello and I was looking for a right. I knew how dysfunctional that was, but I couldn’t stop myself,What made it worse was that nearing the end of my senior year and having passed the age of eighteen, I had never had a single date in high school. And there wasn’t any version of Corey Flood around, a friendly girl who could take me away from my misery with Miriam. Yet in the final six weeks of the term, one such girl did show up from the very same physics class.Her name was Lynn Kepler, and I hadn’t said anything to her during my.