" Thanks a lot," Sam said, flipping through it. "Not too bad. Hopefully I can finish most of it tonight. I appreciate it, sis." No problem, squirt," J...an said, grinning at him. When she'd heard about his collapse she'd been really frightened for him. Though she would never have admitted it before, she had always been fond of her younger brother. They had quarreled fairly often, as any two kids so close in age would do; but there had always been a friendliness there, as well. Now she was just. I smiled. "Sure."I then took Tiny by the arms and started to dance with him, which had the effect of reducing Kristen and June into convulsions of laughter, among other people.We quickly switched so that I was with June, and Tiny was with Kristen.June was a lovely cheerleader, and she was about three or four inches smaller than Kristen. She had a cute face, and she was very light on her feet. Dancing with June made me feel that I was a much better dancer than I really was.I looked at Kristen. "What about you," I asked.She sighed. "Once upon a time, there was this little, fat Estonian girl." Fat? Surely not!" Don't interrupt! This is my story. As I was saying, there was this little, well, chubby Estonian girl. When she was eleven, her breasts started to grow. When she was fifteen, they were still growing. She used to walk with her shoulders hunched so, so people wouldn't stare so much at her chest. Her sister was a little jealous, I think, because the men did not stare at her in this. In fact, I have a thong bikini I bought and wore only once. It left nothing, I mean, nothing, to one's imagination. I'm quite pretty and I'm also very comfortable with my body but I'm not an exhibitionist. Well, I am some, maybe, maybe even just a bit more than some, but this suit (if you can call it that) was next to nothing and I just couldn't wear it again. It's in the back of my drawer. My mother would be proud.So, any way, I'm pouring a bowl of cereal when Sean walked up behind me and.