I was pretty adept at it now after much practice. I barely was able to fill the B-cups with my A's. My nipples were tickled by the lace trim. I was pl...ased with my growth so far. I found an on-line site where I could find some growth hormones and help me with my flat chested-ness. Plus when Tess it away which was a lot, I used a breast enhancement pump. It took a little while but I went from zip to an AAA to A-plus. Of course Tess was concerned at my condition, but I lied that the doctor said. I think he had blue balls or something. "I really need to go to the washroom now but sure" I said as I pounced from the urge to pee, pulling my hand away from him and folding them with my books in my hand. He looked at me with widened eyes and grabbed me, rushing me outside to his pick up(a truck) and opened the door and pushed the seat back. I was still confused and I blushed with a frown on my face. "Please let me use the washroom." I was confused then but then thinking back, it was so. "I don't want torush you, I want you to try to stop me, I'll enjoy spunking up you that muchmore" he laughed to her as she struggled to heave him off her body. Hesimply lay across her, grabbing and squeezing her breasts, painfully pullingand squeezing them, taunting her, pulling her nipples hard so her breasts werepulled in all directions as she struggled against him, jerking her body to tryto throw him off. Then he very slowly and deliberately hooked his feetinside her legs and using his. He was miserable and wanted desperately to cry. But he knew that his roommate might walk in at any moment and the only thing worse than feeling this miserable would be to show anyone his weakness or let anyone know how he felt. He had imagined college would be a lot different than he had found it: more exciting with a campus full of talented, sensitive people like him. Instead, he had found it to be rather uncaringly cold and anonymous and he was terribly unhappy. Not only was he feeling lost.