”Heidi pulled her hand away, to my dismay, but I heard in her voice that same kind of desperation I felt. We were both about ready to burst. She dro...ped to her knees, her other hand working its way into her sweatpants, which slipped a little down her waist, revealing the black underwear that was now pulled tight against her shifting wrists.I followed her lead, hastily sliding my hands beneath the skirts’ waistband, the grey cloth digging into the sleeves of the blazer; it was awkward to move. "I've told you all to just call me Brad, the whole Mr. thing makes me feel uncomfortably aged." I replied, as she giggled intensely and sat down.In the course of 30 minutes, we basically went over all that the test was bound to be on the exam, the clock was close to hitting 8 pm, as I reminded Sarah that we were running short of time."That's ok, I can stay until 9 or so" she eagerly proposed."You know, I do have other things to do..." I told her."Like what? you're not even married Brad." she. ” I then bravely added, “besides, I know you haven't had any suitors yourself since you’ve been working here.” I chuckled, “thankfully! Honestly, I might have been crushed if you had.”What she said next was absolutely magical to me. She said, “you’re right about me. And its been very frustrating. I’ve never minded that you have always obsessed about my boobs, but, strangely, I have always been infuriated by everyone else that has.” She further explained, “For someone with a chest as big as. And who'd the guy?" Miss Thompson just chatted away asTammy put her blouse, slip, and skirt. "No wonder you were comfortablewith your mascara purchase or reading 'Seventeen." "Isn't Tammy's skirtjust the cutest?" Mother," Tammy tried to change the conversation as she could see I wasextremely embarrassed. I don't know why I didn't try to defend myself. Iguess I cared more about Tammy than about my being embarrassed aboutTammy's mother thinking I was homosexual."Jack," I responded. "My boyfriend.