She used to be quite conservative about showing off her curves. She used to be that shy punk girl that always wore sweat shirts or crew neck shirts to...attempt to hide her big bust. At 16 a lot was changing throughout her body. Her hormones for boys were kicking in and so were the hormones responsible for her tits to go from a size 32 B when she was 15 to a full cup size to a 32 C entering her soph. Year of high school. Going from a size 0 jeans to a size 5, gained a little weight but all went. She had a gift for letting them down easily, and not damaging what she and her girl friends called, "little boy egos." It's a very pleasant day, isn't it?" he said."Yes, it is," Ellie replied with a slight smile."I prefer the spring to fall, and of course, Atlanta is so hot and sultry in the summer," he added.Ellie recrossed her legs, this time providing a view some six inches above her knee. She watched his eyes widen through her sunglasses, and broadened her smile."Have we met?" she asked, as. I didn’t consider ‘playing victim’ to be empowering. I think the current feminist groups are hurting women. In an ideal world, men and women should be equal. There are shelters for battered women. Well, men get battered too. There should be shelters for battered men. But there aren’t. Men are always seen as the bad guys in any situation involving a woman. When people talked to me about marrying a woman, I looked at them like they were crazy. Why marry a woman? At any given time she can call. I looked up at her and said 'You taste great, do you want to taste yourself?' she nodded and opened her mouth for me to stick my tongue in. She hungrily sucked my tongue and all round my lips; she was enjoying the taste of her juices and my cock grew even harder.'Wow, that's so horny you liking you fanny juices' I said. 'If it turns you on I don't mind doing what you want. And as you have made me taste my fanny perhaps I should make you taste your cock'. She saw my cock twitch which answered.