I stared with wide eyes, and she allowed the bra to fall away. Her breasts were small, but they were perfectly formed, such smooth, unblemished skin....They stood proud, no sag at all, topped by puffy smallish nipples, darker brown than the rest by a couple shades. I really wanted to reach out and hold, them, kiss them, caress them forever. This went on for the rest of the week. Each day, I would call her into my office, or once she just walked in on her own and close and lock the door. She. Looking around the room Missy sees that Becky has both the girls and guys hot for her and this and her perfect ass makes up Missy's mind that she needs this one. As the day rolls on Missy hears the others talking about Becky even the other teachers seem to want her. After school Missy follows Becky home and sits outside her house watching most of the people around seem to know her and wave hi or yell hello to her Becky comes into her yard with a 6-7yrs boy and little older girl too. After. “Another?” Béla sat up, gasping.Her eyes were wide open. She caught her breath and reached for the gun barrel.“You want to hold this end?” she asked, laughing, still out of breath from the previous impact.“No way!” Jake told her. “It’s not my fault you’re so out of shape...”“Out of shape?” Béla asked. Then she twisted around, rolled her back against the barrel and twisted the rifle out of his hands. It went off, but the barrel wasn’t pointed at her.“I win!” Béla said, breathing heavily. “Best. I wasn't sure whether the message was the same one I'd heard the night before, or whether she had re-recorded it.But she showed up at the next game, as promised. She sat with Amy Parkison again, but this time her male "friend" was along. The three of them had a very animated conversation. I guess I looked up there a lot, especially during batting practice, but also between innings. Paul Warren noticed, and quietly told me to keep my head in the game.I shouldn't have had to be told that.I walked.