"Well yes, you're a very beautiful girl." "Yah right, you’re just saying that," she said as she got up and walked afew steps away from me. "No, ...'m serious! You're a very attractive girl," I pleaded. "How can you say that? I don't have big boobies like girls your age,"she said as she looked down to her breasts still covered by the towel. Ijust loved the way she said boobies, it was so girly. I loved it. "Your boobies are just fine the way they are. Big ones are a turn offfor me," I. . The music was too loud anyways.Elmira’s plan was simple. She called one of her favorite man toy letting him know that she would be over for some action. Once there and once the light had been turned off, Jessie would take Elmira’s place and if he found out, “Well, knowing Chris, I am sure he is going to like it even more...”-------------Finally she heard the knob of the apartment door twist. Jessie saw the familiar beauty coming to deliver her from the strange looks of people making their way. She got to her feet when she heard me drop my books to the floor and helped me pick them up."Here you go, she said sweetly. She smiled and my eyes were drawn to her pretty brown eyes, pale skin, beautiful angelic face, her long black hair, not to mention her perfect breasts. Oh, god! I thought. Don't stare at her boobs, don't look at her boobs."Thank you," I said quietly, taking the book from her hand. I stood up and so did she and we looked at each other. My eyes lingered over her perfect slim. Her life story spilled out before she even realized, but when she tried to turn the conversation to him, Martin had deftly turned it back to her again. She studied this man, this Martin, but aside from the his name, first or last she still did not know, he shared virtually nothing about himself. He seemed absorbed in her and allowing her to vent the pain, anger, frustration and loneliness which was consuming her. Without any truly close friends, she had had no one to turn to. Martin was a.