I knew how to use the laundry mat, using that time to study. I had met another student while I was doing my wash, Sally Grimm, who turned out to be a ...ophomore at my school. She was a big girl. Taller than me and big boned. Not fat, just built like an Amazon with large breasts and a matching substantial backside. We sat side by side in the hard plastic chairs, sometimes talking and other times just studying. We became friendly but I refrained from asking her out, maybe next semester. I already. She pushed her hips involuntarily towards his hard cock straining at his jeans, punctuating each smooth dance of his probing tongue against hers. Arielle pulled away, her need overriding all attempts at modesty. She unceremoniously pulled her shirt up, her tits prominently pushed up at her bra, almost spilling out. Arielle had always known she had great tits. It was knowledge borne from multiple sexual partners’ immediate reaction to seeing or touching them over the years.She pulled at one. Sometimes, if the gossip was particularly juicy that day, she would gain that heightened sense of pleasure several times.As the school year continued along, her imagination began to dry up and her excitement for her after school activity began to wither. Desperately wanting something new to excite her she let her memories of the previous summer be her inspiration.-- --It had been a blur of a summer. Kayla’s guy she had been fooling around with had been one of those infamous graduated seniors.. Besides there is nothing wrong with conserving resources. I just hope I did not have to worry about them becoming pack rats.The paper was now off and folded neatly beside the nude teenager and from the box she drew a new bright yellow sundress very similar to the one that her sister had ripped from her body."Put it on." Honey urged with eyes bright with excitement.Sugar slid off of the bed and slipped the cotton fabric over her head and pulled it into place. It wasn't a perfect fit, but it was.