" Pierce chose to argue semantics. "Well, it's pretty tame, really. You're tits aren't even out." "Oh, I'm sure that's not a problem for you since you...re such a smooth talker..." Her smart-ass comment went right over his head again. He tugged on the knot between her bra cups. He had trouble getting it undone, but the lace snapped, letting her cups fall forward and releasing her tits. He held up his hands. "Whoa! They're even better than I expected..." "Dammit!" Selena grumbled. She seemed more. D’autres larmes noient ma vue. Un chagrin incontr?lable s’empare de moi. Je me mets ? sangloter en reniflant bruyamment.****Une terrible envie d’uriner me fait brusquement ?merger de ma torpeur. ?reint?e, j’ai d? m’endormir quelques instants? Ou quelques heures. J’ai compl?tement perdu la notion du temps, et l’envie tourne vite au cauchemar. Depuis combien de temps suis-je retenue prisonni?re dans cet endroit horrible?? Il faut absolument que j’aille aux toilettes dans les plus brefs d?lais.. The wood floor felt cool on the bottom of my naked feet as I stepped inside. She continued onward without looking back, and I followed closely behind staring down at the shape of her butt as it shifted wonderfully from side to side with each of her steps. The tall walls seemed to be closing in as we continued down the hall, descending deeper and deeper into my dark fate with each "CLACK" of her high-heels on the hard wood floor, until finally we were there. I followed her into the familiar. He had a tight end too. I had hung out and flirted with him a few times in past summers, either at the library, or playing video games, at the bowling alley, or drinking Green Rivers (my favorite soda) at the drug store soda shop. He seemed interested and I hoped this summer he might ask me out on a real date.I should tell you, dear reader of my diary, a little about me. I’m a bit taller than average height for a girl. I’m developing late (I hope) because I’m not quite even a B cup yet, and am.