Once a month Mom an me would set off in the pick-up and travel around all the local farms and Mom would cut the men's hair. I used to look forward to ...hese days but I didn't know why, like I was only about five or six an pretty stoopid. Mom was kinda skinny but she had real big chest muscles, Paw calls 'em milk jugs, but they don't look like any milk jug on our table so Paw was wrong I think. First call was to old Mr. Jackson. Paw said he was a cranky old coot but he welcomed me n Mom big time,. " OK Miss I'll try and give them a wide berth. Are you going to be OK, I don't want to think that they'll fire you over what happened to me." Well that's sweet Amanda, I'm not sure what will happen to me, it's too early to tell what is going to happen, but don't worry yourself over that, I was probably living on borrowed time here anyway. Now run along to your lessons."I nodded, grabbed my bag and was out the door. As Jane, D, and I made our way through the thronging campus to our classrooms I. A difficult thing to admit to her friends, of course. They'd think she'd gone mad. Or, at least, lost her powers of discrimination.She looked around at her classmates, all of whom were built on the same generous model as she was. As was only natural. Large breasts. Swelling stomachs. Full fleshy arms, generous buttocks, thighs that pressed together, and more than enough flesh for anyone. This was the way it should be. Like Tracey, her best friend, who as always was sitting next to her, her. “I don’t care,” he proclaimed, “come,” throwing open his bed covers to invite me in.I relented with a smile and walked towards him when I noticed his large morning wood protruding from his pajamas. I climbed in beside him and 'accidentally' brushed my hand across his erection. Obviously, stiff morning erections were normal for boys his age and I always thought he looked quite adorable when he sported one.Tossing the covers over us, he kissed my forehead, then nose, and finally lips, holding me.