As I put on the shorts that I wanted to wear instead of my uniform, Mr. Morton brought back my sweater. When I tried it on, it fit much better than be...ore. My breasts did not feel confined and it only hung away from my stomach a little bit. He had moved the embroidered patch so that it was directly across the front of the largest part of my chest. No one was going to miss which school I attended.I was surprised at how nice the maternity-wear shop was. It was called "Moms". Mrs. Reynolds had to. “Go up to the bathroom and have a quick shower and wrap yourself in a towel. Call me when your done.” Her mother said calmly. Nervous, but excited, Cindy did as she was told, and when she was ready, she called down to her mom. She was sitting on the toilet lid when her mom came in with some scissors, a can of shaving cream and a lady razor. Cindy noticed that her mom was wrapped in a towel also and looked at her questioningly. “I had a shower downstairs. I told you I need a trim too.” Was all. She enjoyed it. She left for the day and i didn’t go far beyond kissing.Fourth day, the final day. To my surprise she kept coming home which cleared the fact that she is interested. so that day when she came inside my room, i was behind the door and i just hugged her from back and kissed on ears and she was like shocked but responded well. Then i took a daring step and cupped those two mangoes in hand and gave light squeeze. she moaned like mmmmmmmm and i was like almost cumming out some. .. our conversation ... when I return."They left, two of the councilmen stealing a last, lustful glance at me asthey went out the door. I returned to the table, where Renfield broughtme dinner. All I wanted was a little soup and a glass of wine. Renfield'seyes were all over me as I sat, my arms, my back, my crossed legs. Heasked me several times if I had enough soup or wine or if I neededanything else.My mind was a blur, and I don't know how much time passed, but for amoment, my head cleared..