Old Mr. Carrutherslooking over, maybe, seeing her being taken from behind. The humiliationof knowing she would meet him again in a few days, out in th... yard, himstaring at her nubile body with a knowing, dirty glare. She flushed atthe thought.Behind her, John started talking, softly. "I think maybe it's a goodthing you overslept. Maybe you'll fail your exam now. Then I could leaveyou like this. I'm really enjoying being so strong, so in control.People respect me, they don't treat me like a. She continued watching him. His eyes had now stopped, a third of the way down. An incredulous thought struck her - Really! Staring at my boobs!. She flushed slightly at that insight. To her own surprise she felt her nipples react to the attention they were getting, quickly dismissing the sensation into her subconscious with the knowledge that her olive-green uniform jacket was sufficiently thick to camouflage the reaction. His eyes wandered from her left breast to her right and, after a while,. The footage of her store bought tits falling out of her Mexican peasant blouse never made it on the air or the Internet. She just didn't seem as forceful today. Maybe she'd lost some of her self-worshiping confidence.I turned off the TV and thought about it. Should I feel guilty if she was less confident after our encounter? No, I shouldn't. I'd gone through the motions of doing a stand up interview. There were things I didn't want her and half of Montana to know. Things that would disrupt my. Stacy also has very firm, full and shapely C-cup breasts that have a tantalizing jiggle when she walks, and her cleavage was full and seemed to go on forever. Her ass is just perfect with well-rounded, distinct, and prominent globes of flesh that have a natural sway when she walks. I was 31 years old, and a pretty average guy at 6’1”, 190 pounds and in fairly good shape, and was considered to be handsome by many of the women I worked with.Stacy and I had a pretty good sex life, and we usually.