Okay, they're not as large as Tanya's out there, but they are perky and nicely shaped with beautiful pink nipples. And my butt is fucking perfect, rou...d and firm. To complete the picture, a thin waist and shapely legs. Yes! I can be sexy. I am sexy, God Damn. "Go get him girl" I tell my mirror image, blowing myself a kiss. Pushing my breasts up, I take a deep breath, put on my sexiest smile and step out into to living room. And stop dead. What the hell? Is this what he meant by taking care of. Anyway back to the present. I had about a month left in school and was enjoying everyday watching Mrs. Shannon bending over to pick up chalk or a paper she would occasionally drop. Since it was getting close to summer I was dreading my usual summer job of pool cleaning. The endless wars with horse flies, and watching fat ass old people sun bathing while telling me how to do my job. My mind quickly snapped back with the sound of the bell ringing. On my way out Mrs. Shannon grabbed my hand and. I couldn’t hide the smile when I saw a few envious glares that she was with me. As we were seated in booth, she slides around to be next to me. The waiter took notice and had to look away when he caught my knowing look. Her movements had given the waiter a perfect show of her deep cleavage. Never during dinner did the conversation ever seem to grow dull or forced, it just flowed easily like two long lost friends. Her personality showed her strengths, her determination and desire for life. The. Next he suggested that they get under the blankets, and they moved up and pulled the blankets over them. They moved close and embraced once again, feeling the welcome warmth of their shared body heat. They kissed once again and she laid her head on his chest, curling her fingers in his chest hair. ‘I love you,’ she whispered. With the arm he held loosely about her shoulder he clutched her tighter, pressed his lips to her ear, and whispered ‘I know you do.’ ‘Oh,’ she said, and playfully pinched.