‘A second chance,’ Dylan answered. ‘Not a fucking chance in hell!’ Ayla spat. Carly’s eyes widened, she’d never heard that kind of languag... from her friend. ‘Let’s go Car,’ Ayla said, grabbing her friend’s arm and pulling her away. ‘Who was that?’ Carly asked when they reached Ayla’s dorm. ‘That was Dylan, my first boyfriend,’ Ayla said, unwilling to elaborate further, no matter how much Carly pushed. ‘Just please help me find something to wear to dinner,’ Ayla pleaded.. "They're called breasts, Jeff." She could feel her temper rising. "Every woman has a pair." She clenched her fists, trying to hold back her rising anger. "Go on, what else did they say?" But they're so big." He looked at her chest, and then looked away. "Some of the women think you had a doctor to make them so big, and that's wrong, we shouldn't be meddling with what God gave us, our bodies are the way they are for a reason. Now I know you didn't, but how could I tell them that I knew?"My. *Drip*. Another on her thigh. *Drip. Drop. Drip* It began to sprinkle. Little icy droplets surprising and stinging where they fell. “Stand up.” He told her, and grabbed her hair a little to help her up. She stood. She didn’t have much choice. He looked at her. Her clothes were disheveled, her makeup and hair even more smeared and matted, thanks to the rain. He spun her around to admire her backside. He lifted her skirt more to fully reveal her panty-covered ass. Red lace came halfway down.. I was working a part-time job as an orderly in a local hospital so most of my time was taken up with classes, studying, and work. I didn't have time to play.One day I was in a hurry. I had just finished a class and had to be to work shortly. It was a weekday, and I ran into the house to change for work and stormed into the bathroom to take a leak. As I threw open the bathroom door I was startled to find Mrs. Roper, my landlord, soaking in the bathtub. I quickly did an about face apologizing for.