Here, lets go out in the hall. She walks me out and shuts the classroom door. I sincerely pray that none of the other kids noticed. Id look like even ...ore of a freak. Some kids…well, lots of kids– I bury my face in my hands, taking a deep sigh. My stomach is painfully weighed down, like someones dumping toxic waste in it. This hurts like hell. God, save me. They treat me differently because of my&hellip, Do I have to say it? My chest. She shakes her head. Aw, Abigail. Im sorry to hear that.. I am a 36C now at 45 – and she was a 36DD. Her titties dropped down – not saggy – but tear drop – but everything was on show through the mesh top.She got her coat on and went downstairs. My Uncle and Grandpa looked after me when they went out.My father insisted on my evening routine staying the same, so it was dinner, bathtime, TV and then bed.My Grandpa used to come into the bathroom and wash me – spending AGES washing my puffy tiny titties.After a while he told me to stand up so he could. Zax kneeled and took her hand. “I’m sorry, Liz, I have to”. He drew her to his arms. “I’ve obligations”. He hated his choice of words, what was she, then? ‘I’m doing it so one day we’ll be able to be together, wherever, whenever, without a worry in the world. It’s all for the betterment if my loved ones’. He consoled himself. “Look at me”. He pulled her tiny chin up. “Let’s make a promise. There will not be bad news about me, anymore, and I promise to return in a half a year, at the longest”.. "Oh you bad boy, looking at your Mom's breasts and saying how pretty they are!" she said with a giggle and took the cigarette from him. She smiled and sat back up. "What if we do this," she paused to take a big puff and held the smoke. "You're free to touch, feel and caress every inch of me, but ... not where you came from." Dana said with a soft voice and could not believe what she just told her son.He listened and Jason's cock grew hard. "I think that we're both going to enjoy this and have a.