She would go to her room. Take her shirt off while facing away from me and towards her bed. The bra was always on her bed, which she would put on her ...reasts and extend the straps to back where I would reach over and hook it up. Simple and quick, but always significant.One day she went to her room and took her shirt off as usual. I realized very quickly that something was different when I found myself looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her breasts were completely visible to my eyes, which. Come to think of it, I never realized how much I fancied him until now. I reached a climax and suddenly remembered I had to meet Professor Harriet at six, and his house was almost an hour away. I washed up and stepped out of the shower, then I toweled off and made my way back to the dresser. I didn’t have a lot of professional looking attire, well, to be honest, I didn’t have a whole lot of attire at all. I grabbed a fancy thong, and a blue jean miniskirt out of my dresser and a short sleeved. Maybe he was just used to the attention. Maybe the guy was flirtatious by nature, and that made people think they were entitled to ask him about blowjobs and whatnot. For Aron’s sake, he hoped that was true.And that was getting him off the hook. Only the thought of having done what he had just done with Aron should have made him feel sick to the stomach, like the homophobe he was. But the truth was that he didn’t feel sick. He didn’t feel anything.Actually, if he was to be honest, that wasn’t. I'll put a sweatshirt over it until it warms up! Now, you two better get ready or we won't make it to the ballgame in time! Get a move on!" she giggled and slapped both girls on their bottoms."Shit! You're right! Come on Cherisse ... we're going to be late!"Claire took a moment to look in the mirror one last time before heading off to her own room. "I'm not a prude and I'll show them!"45 minutes later the three women walked up to the ball field, occupied only by Shannon's dad and the girls.