She is the undefeated self-proclaimed, "Queen of the South", Big "Boom Boom" Bertha!"The ring announcer introduced her in his baritone voice.I gulped ...t the sight of Bertha. She looked huge!So big and strong. I knew I was the underdog, despite being the champion.My large red-haired opponent was wearing a simple black vest underneath some jeans overalls, which had the legs to it cut off so as to look like hot pants covering her large rotund enormous backside.Her attire was very basic, she didn't. When his shirt was d****d over the arm of his chair, Jean again ran her hands over his chest, feeling and kneading, her fingers found his nipples and gently pinched them. It was an intense feeling and made him gasp softly. She found the buckle of his belt, still staring intently into his eyes, she deftly flipped the buckle apart, and then manoeuvred the waistband button undone. Her eyes did not waiver one iota while she slipped the tab of his zipper down. His trousers fell into a crumpled heap. .. I'm so pleased, I was worried I'd get the wrong size... they're brand new you know... I have some just like them... do you like them? I love them on you! This is going to be fun!" Marian said as she entered my room unexpectedly.I didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed... her happy words made me feel even better."Oh thanks Marian... I feel really good in them... thanks to you." I said as I gave her a hug.She was right, making it so natural made me feel natural... all the guilt I'd carried for. It's your GCSEs babe, they are very important."Sarah sighed and grunted to herself. "It's English Lit. I have no problem with that. And I haven't seen Kev for two weeks," she whined.Angela Bailey grimaced. "I got you tickets for this afternoon, there is no reason why you can't do some revision this morning and meet him at two thirty outside the stadium."Sarah puffed and crossed her arms. "I want to see him. I have done all my revision and I have already arranged to meet him." And to be honest.