"No, that can't be it. You've got more women than you can handle as it is. It's not my vag you want, it's my forgiveness. Am I right? Your poor consci...nce can't live with all the shit you've done, and you need to hear someone tell you that they understand, that it's okay, that you're not a bad person." I didn't respond. She was more or less right, of course. "You should have said you wanted to fuck me. That, I might have given you," she said. Then she dropped the cigarette on the concrete,. When he turned to face her, he cocked an inquisitive brow. She took a deepbreath, and raised her T-shirt again, slowly offering herself to him. "Allright," she murmured. He stared hungrily at her naked breasts. "All right, what?" he said offhandedly. She closed her eyes, hoping he wasn't going to make her beg. "All right,Sir. Don't leave me alone tonight. I'll do whatever you want." He strode towards her, his expression implacable. If she hoped her surrenderwould soften him, she was mistaken.. Then college started it was full of fun. She was our electrical prof. As we spent more time we became close. But one day accidentally our hands touched there I had a certain feeling that this was something else. A few weeks later she announced that she was going on a maternity leave. I was bummed. After 6 months she came back. I was happy. But, I had developed sexual feelings for her.Days passed, I hadn’t spoken to her in weeks.6 weeks before, she came to me and asked why was I not talking to. ‘Did you see all those guys staring at my tits,’ Tara said as she shut the door. ‘Yeah, I did,’ Lindsey said as she let herself fall back onto the long sofa, her large breasts bouncing under her tight pink tank top as she landed. ‘That boob job has really been working for you. I’ll bet your boobs are almost as big as mine now.’ Tara walked over to the sofa. ‘Almost? Bitch,’ she said as she sat down next to Lindsey’s head, ‘I made sure that they were bigger than yours when I had them done.’ She.