Now the barrier was broken and we began talking to each other. She was just responding in yes or no as her friends were around. At last I asked her co...tact number and after some time she whispered it. I immediately saved her name, let’s call her ani(obviously imaginary name )and number. After that we left the venue and I forgot that incident. After few days I casually sent a message reminding about that party, to her and to my surprise, I got a reply after some time. From there our chats and. Somehow, she really enjoyed wearing the tube tops or boob tops whichever you want to call them. She was always guaranteed a seat on the bus, as the men like to stand next to her so they could gaze down her shirt. She was ashamed to admit it but she even occasionally opened her legs on purpose, to let the men sitting across from her catch a case of her barely covered snatch.At soccer practice, she felt like she had become the unofficial mascot. She found herself purposely jumping to cheer the. Their main meal had arrived and halfway into it Jim asked her for a dance to which she blushed and agreed. Taking her by her palm he guided her to the floor and embraced her. Their bodies inched closer as he held her waist with her arms on his shoulders….They began to sway to the rhythm of the music. “Nice perfume Jim… It’s lovely”, she said and he just returned a sweet smile and pulled her closer till her head rested on her chest. The dance got over and they returned to finish their meals.. . er... like your dress," I found I had said, before I realized how clumsy it sounded. I seemed unable to control how much I needed to be close to her, to talk to her, yet couldn't actually trust myself to do it properly. "Oops... sorry... I shouldn't be so forward." She just laughed. "Thats OK, please be forward... I just wish my husband would say the same!" Now it was Claire's turn to blush. "He barely looks at me nowadays." "And that's because of... the bump?" I said, again looking at her.