Despite her size 34D’s she’d always been thought of theone that wouldn’t be good for a late night fucksession.Our story starts on a ...unny November morning in theyear of 2005. Kari woke up to a knock on her door. Shewas tired this particular morning, having had awonderful night of passionate love making the nightbefore. She’d been with the mail man for two straightnights. She didn’t want to get attached. She didn’twant to answer the door.An hour later she. I stumbled over to the door, opened it and there she was. She'd changed, now wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans, the zip not done up, and a white shirt covered in little pink flowers. This along with the rucksack strap pulling one of her neat breasts upwards and the sun on her back is one of the moments i will never forget. She was more beautiful that i could imagine, and here she was at my door. 'Your urmm flys undone' I muttered, averting my eyes. She giggled, and quickly turned around,. Wow, you look so pretty in the dress" Jenny said"Thanks" What does it feel like wearing a dress?" Err; I can feel the breeze go up my legs" I think that you look very pretty as a girl." Thanks" My friend and I were thinking that it's bad that everyone thinks thatyou are stupid. Don't you ever get tired when someone calls you stupid?" I suppose I do." Do you think that you are dumb?" I don't know, but if anyone says that I am dumb, then it must be true" I want to give you a present. It will help. "But that's gonna be made in sweat-shops, right?'"Well, sweets ... it's the same shops that make the stuff you are buying at Target and some dept chains ... so what's the difference ... other than it costs the customer less than half as much as a discount store." Oh ... I guess so" Jake, I'm horny!"I wasn't surprised at her candor, not the first time she'd been that forward."Well it's been a while, that's for sure" I smiled. "But I cant go up right now, I have to get this done." I know ... can.