They're called breasts and any one that calls them tits has agarbage can for a mouth." I swear your mother can be such a prude at times Sara," my aunt...told me.Then both my mother and my Aunt burst out laughing like she had saidsomething extremely funny.All the way to the beauty salon my aunt and my mother talked constantlyabout breast size. We discussed what drive men crazy and what would lookgood on me. Some of the things they said about how men act with womenwith big breast were actually. It was drizzling and we would get soaked but I was happy to agree, Alhana had much more sense than we did and caught the land train to meet us down at the bottom.Wishes had been here several times before as the site had been developed and taking my hand she led me on the long winding walk down to the bottom of the pit. I was strolling along holding my lover’s hand as she showed me her favourite exhibits and I couldn’t have been any happier in spite of the soaking we were getting.We met up with. Word spread. At my next class, people were whispering and sneaking peeks at me. By the next break, two guys I'd never met before came and asked me point blank if I'd bagged Adrienne Dennis.I shrugged them away and uttered a low "no comment".Meathead One then stopped me with a hand to the chest and said, "Hey, come on, dude. This is nothing to be ashamed about. If you nailed her, you're the MAN!" He held up his fist and sighing, I bumped it with my own. He patted me on the back as I kept walking. Then the phone rang and all went silent for a moment. “Your where, Oh no please don’t!” It was him at the back door, came right in with a cell phone in one hand and a gun in another. He looked crazy as shit, wild dark brown hair, crazy dodgy looking eyes, stonewashed black jeans and a semi holey band t-shirt. He has a mad grin on his face as if he was ready to tell the biggest joke in the world. He noticed me in the chair for a hot quick second before focusing back on the couple. A big throaty.