Hot as hell.”“Thanks.” I said. “Now lets get to your place. You owe me a drink.”I learned my lesson earlier that day, and pulled her arm tow...rd my car. I opened the door for her and she got in. Once we were in drive, she looked at me, “so you always have hair bands in your car?” She laughed.“Nah. This is Stacy’s car.”She pointed me in the right direction and after a series of turns, we arrived at her apartment complex. She lived on the third floor, and she led the way. As she walked up the. Jenny, Deborah, and Larry relieved the morning crew just past twelve-thirty. Each of them had large bags of brochures and swag from the other booths they’d visited and they’d had lunch. For a while all six of them worked the booth, but then JR, Dave, and Nikky went off to the concession area to buy lunch and relax their sore feet when they sat to eat. After that they prowled around the convention floor.As the crowds in the convention center got larger, Dave, JR, and Nikky went back to the. So I went to the dressing room area, and told the attendant that I'd like to try on the men's red striped v-neck shirt that I had picked out. He was in his late twenties, had a rather muscular chest which I could easily see because he was wearing some rather tight clothes; a simple white tee shirt, and some really expensive looking jeans that had that fake worn-in look. They were tight around his thighs, but loose at the bottom; boot cut. He looked at me for just a second too long, and said,. “It’s okay to look at my bosom. You like it, don’t you?”I choked but she carried speaking. “All the boys look at it, but I like it when you do”.I tried protesting innocence but she waved away my half formed words.“Oh come on, do you think I haven’t noticed? It’s nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, for a seventeen year old young man it’s quite normal. Do you have a girlfriend?”I mumbled that I didn’t. “So you have never seen a woman’s bosom before?” She looked at me with a questioning smile.My.