"I do, but only in the sense that it pads my resumé," she shrugged. "You see? You and I aren't much different." Oh," I smiled, "but we're very differ...nt. Thanks for the chat, and please let me know how my dance suggestion goes."As I'd anticipated, according to Kimberly who's on the SRC, she explained (after eating me out of course), that Carol had brought up the idea of a formal winter dance, and of course had taken full credit for it.A couple days later I returned to her office after school,. Here he was 25 sitting on his friends couch like he did when they were little. He would have gone home by now, but he had had too much to drink that night, and he loved his truck too much to chance it. He also couldn’t let himself forget that he was hoping for a chance to talk to Desiree. She hadn’t spoken to him since that night on the beach, and although he found her actions childish, he couldn’t completely blame her. Amanda had shown up and ruined a nearly perfect moment for the two just. I groan audibly and she smiles at me. After putting her other stocking on, she slowly begins to slide her arms into her blouse and buttons it up. She leaves the top four buttons undone, giving a great view of her cleavage and the swell of her breasts. She steps into her tight skirt and slowly pulls it up her shapely legs. When it reaches her full hips, she has to wiggle it over them. She zips it up and looks at herself in the mirror, checking all is good. She turns sideways to check her sexy. Steve tried crossing his arms, but couldn't without disturbing his newsensitive orbs. "Yea, like you better get it right this time!" he saidalmost shrieking.Again pointing his arms at Steve, he felt the same magical energy rushthroughout his body as the ornaments on his chest expanded to B cups.Now no longer lying flat against his chest they pointed skyward andbounced with his every breath."Ah! Ah!" he gasped in a much higher voice. Grabbing his breasts (That'swhat he had to call them now!).