I don't have enough imagination to invent a whole new person so the way I describe myself in my stories is pretty much me. A short and scrawny half br...ed with boobs like mosquito bites. Every girl who looks in the mirror sees imperfection and areas that she's unhappy with. In my case, you guessed it; it's the two lumps of fat that sit on my chest just under my nipples. I've had just as many friends tell me that I should get a boob job if it's what I really want as have told me that I'm just. Nothing. I pushed gently on the door and it swung inward. Other than some files stacked on one end, his desk was immaculate, his chair pushed in. Computer screens dark. He wasn’t here yet. My heart began to return to a normal rhythm, and the relief filtered slowly through me. I peeked into the hall to make sure no one was coming. The last thing I needed was for someone to see me snooping in his office. I slipped back towards my desk, but pulled up sharply when I spotted Angela at her desk,. Why don't we plan on a little afternoon romp after lunch. She said it sounded like a good idea to her.As planned, that afternoon I walked out into the family room, totally naked with a raging hard on surprising her as she sat watching TV. Her eyes lit up and she smiled as she began to undress all the while keeping her eyes fixed on my hard young cock. She started out by sucking my cock as I stood in front of her, making both of us get very worked up. She laid back on the sofa spreading her legs. She and You went on a couple of dates when you were younger but she said you two were better off as friends. You understood but 3 months later, you found out on your birthday of all days, that she got a new boyfriend, and you didn't understood how a guy like him had scored a girl like Mary. He was fat, dumb and had loser friends. You knew he would never amount to anything but Mary should have seen something in him right?Then You had Michelle. You met her on a swimming class you got roped into.