This wasjust too much excitement for me to keep inside. I looked in the mirrorand that caused me to giggle even more! What was so funny to me was thef...ct that here I am a boy that looks like a very pretty girl even morepretty than some of the real girls!My giggles started the others giggling and that did get the attentionof the photographer and his assistants! The assistants all looked ourway and made the hush sign holding a finger over their lips.A lady I assumed to be Terri rushed over to us. "We're going out the port whether it's open or shut, but it's no part of our mission to kill humans, just bugs. So slam the door behind you nice and tight so half the ship doesn't get sucked out into vacuum. And while you're waiting for the big bangs you can think about how the oh-so-great Col. Igwanda got outmaneuvered by a fucking remf!" He gave a sneering laugh as he backed quickly into the lander and cycled the airlock closed.Meiersdottir started to rush into the port only to be caught. They scream little girl. Don’t touch. Your bra was too easy. First the padding made your breasts too round for the size of your bra and you had goosebumps on your arms and legs when you were talking to me. Your nipples had to be hard enough to cut glass, but there wasn’t even a hint of them pushing out. All the girls there had their hard nipples pushing out their bras. Pat was reaching for the fork she dropped and gave me a good show. Your barely an a-cup wearing a c-cup bra. Your mom would. I hadn't noticed him "practically drooling" over me, like Abby had described. What if she was just saying that to boost my ego? What if I made a move, but he didn't reciprocate? Then what? I just don't think I could handle that.So I did nothing. He just drove me back to my apartment. Nothing but the sounds of the radio to break up the obvious silence. I tried to pay attention to the songs, desperately trying to quell the stream of thoughts racing through my mind."This is one of my favorite.