.. I feel like I must be damaged goods or something. I dunno ... I keep thinking that it must be something about me. Maybe my tits or something. That�...�s all that guys seem to want. Sometimes I wish that I could just cut them off,” she said as she started to sob into my chest.“Hey, shh-shh. Don’t think like that, Sweetie! Your body is fine, big tits or not. It’s nothing to do with you at all. It’s just those two assholes, and unfortunately, the world is full of asshole men out there. Yes, some. She had a weird look like, what the fuck on jus hours of talking I ask this but she smiled and said noFinally she left around 7, I thought of leaving by 5 but she made my day.I never texted her because I thought it won’t be good.After couple of months once she made a mistake which had huge escalation my manager screwed her literally. When she returned to seat she had tears on her eyes. I felt bad and took and said will go to cafeteriaShe tried to control her tears but she couldn’t. She said pls. No surprise there. You do look like a little fox. Let's see if I'm right."He ripped apart the emerald green top she was wearing, revealing the black lace bra she was wearing. "Now, that's what I call a nice find" he said. "You don't mind if i help myself do you?" He laughed and pulled her bra down. Her breasts now laid bare, he grabbed her right breast firmly, and brought his face down. He closed his lips around her nipple, sucking it a bit, before biting it gently. She groaned, she knew this. "Right, line up there," I said indicating one of the white lines painted on the ground between us.I shook my head again; but this time it was in response to the way the five of them shuffled into position, not only had they dressed like schoolgirls but they were beginning to act like them as well.I displayed the camera in my hand, "Photo time," I called. "One at a time I want you to come forward and strike a pose just here so that I can record this event for posterity."Helen snorted, "Is that.