Mai baar baar use dekha ja raha tha. Uski height lagbhag 5”1 thi. Ekdam hi short. Figure 34-28-36 thi. Aur ek baat batana bhul hi gaya mai. Usne us ...akt bra bhi nahi pehani thi. To uske nipple jo ki light brown the,jo mujhe baad me pata chala wo top ko pinch kr rahe the. Aur waha ki jaga bilkul saaf dikh rahi thi. Uske boobs gol nahi the balki aage ki aur aaye hue khade the. Ekdam nukile.To fir mai use flat pr le gaya. Aur usne chavi mujhe di. Kyuki flat pr koi nahi tha. Maine lock khola aur. She was looking out the window and seemed uninterested in my response. So she wasn't trying to see what I'd say. But more importantly she DEFINITELY was not wearing a bra. "Krista" an easy 36DDD (that's right triple d) girl, went out in public wearing a grey stretchy type shirt with the old school NASA logo on it, and my natural despise of her made me take a good 20 minutes to even notice it. Not only that, her nipples were poking right thru it. Almost to the point where it seemed a little. "Friends? With the guy who's made me his cuckold, and yours? No, no, that's not happening," I said. "I draw the line there. No-no-no-no!" She nodded, but it was a frustrated nod. **** We were sitting at a table against the wall. No other customers were near us. It'd get busy by around 9:30, I knew. "She wants you to be friends with him! Jesus, talk about brass balls. But, you did tell her no, right?" said Carmen. "In no uncertain terms. It will snow where the devil lives first," I said. She. Think Jenny, Johnny, whoever, I said tomyself. Where are you going? What are you going to do? All you have islunch money. How far are you going to get with that? And what aboutMom? You can't leave her to face this by herself. It's your problem andyou have to deal with it. I turned around and went back. The secretarylooked up when she heard the door open. I tried to read her expression.If she knew about me, she wasn't letting on.This wasn't the first time I had been to the Principal's office and.