I simply needed to get away from here as quickly as possible."Sorry," I said."What was that, nerd dick? You bet you are sorry, you and all your geek f...iends in that fucking loser house are sorry; a sorry fucking lot. Yeah, go ahead and stare at these babies. This is as close as you'll ever get to real tits, loser. I bet you and your geek club sit around and jerk off to pictures of me, huh? What would you even do if you actually touched a pair of real tits?"The jock guys that seem to circle. She bends backwards, like a bridge over troubled water. Then it hits her. The wave of stimulation rolls through her body and makes her shake. She collapses, and then she tenses up again. Her lips are pressed tight together under the tape. She is fighting against the pain and the pleasure, no doubt. And then one more time. Her eyebrows are tensing, showing worry and maybe even a little pain. I keep pushing the brush against her skin. Her eyes are now pleading with me. Her body convulse again,. He agreed, of course, enthralled by Ann's interest in him and his appearance. As she moved around him with the brush and comb, Derry could not bear to avert his eyes from the armholes of her blouse, and the body within. He could see one breast at a time, wobbling faintly as she raised and moved her arms and leaned toward him, then away. She propped her arms on her hips enough times that Derry began to wonder if she was aware of what was being exposed. But he couldn't believe it because she made. " What do you mean? They do not!" Well whatever. Hell, Wile E. Coyote made much more sense - and there was little to no speech in there or sense what so ever." Ain't that the truth." She began to laugh a little."What do you mean?" Oh nothing. It's just that the next generation will likely think the same and so fourth. Just like how people used to think that saying "Pants" on TV was too sexual a reference in your grandfather's time." She began grinning. And then something familiar hit me, a line.