Erin dominated class discussion, voicing the answer before anyone could even have a chance to speak up. The class was almost over, and Erin had just f...nished giving a brisk answer about religion in the Middle Ages, when she heard the dreaded voice behind her. ‘You’re wrong again, Erin.’ Erin’s cheeks flamed with anger, but she would not allow him to get to her. So she decided be mature about it. She completely ignored him. The class was silent as everyone waited for Erin’s usual quick rebuke to. I noticed that throughout my monologue, her hand, with perfectly manicured nails, would rest on mine, giving me a slight comfort, urging me on. After finishing, we sat in silence for a few moments. "Sorry to lay all that on you, I don't usually do that. I guess you have something about you that makes you easy to talk to." Hush, I know how important it is to talk about these things, no matter how painful it is. I am happy that I could help. And I think that just promoted you from dog to cat" she. The first thing I noticed was how big her tits were. I was eighteen, and sex was all I had on my mind. I walked around with a hard dick all the time. Her name was Beth, and she was an absolutely beautiful woman. She was 5’10”, and had long brown hair. I have already told you she had huge tits. She had long, slender legs, and I don’t know any other way to describe her except that she was beautiful. She loved to show her body off, and I loved to look at it. I spent many nights jacking off to the. When she is feeling good, Erin sticks out her ass and slaps herself when she walks away and she loves to bend over and shake her tits when she washes glasses. Tonight was a good night. As I walked in, Erin was washing glasses and as I approached the bar she looked up and gave the dishes an extra shake. Her left nipple popped out! She shook off a wet hand, grabbed a bar towel, slowly dried her hands and gave the thumb sized jewel a pinch.“Naughty girl!” she said, tucked it away and ran out from.