She advised me she was going to pick some veggies from their garden and would bring me some later. I told her I would be on the patio cleaning it up, ...ust come around the side of the house. In a short while she came with a bag of veggies fresh out of the garden. I had ice water for us and she sat for a short visit and talked about nothing in particular...she stood up to leave, took a couple steps, stalled and turned around to me...”Can we talk some more/” “Sure,” I said. She sat back down and. .but missed my chance in class. So I tried to catch her on the way to metro station..metro station was about a 100 meters distance from the coaching center. So I followed her ..she was walking with a friend of hers. I said hey excuse me, can I borrow a minute of yours. She looked at me in a strange manner as if I was some kinda alien from another planet and then replied yes..i gathered all my guts and said can we go out for a coffee or something or whatever you , in the most dramatic. His eyes were a deep pool of dark chocolate, so dark in fact that it was impossible to tell where his pupils ended and where his irises began. His eyes were so piercing and enchanting that it was difficult to look away from him. He was clean shaven and well groomed and looked like the type to guard the Prime Minister – in fact, he felt important like that in this dream, though I am uncertain why he was dressed so plainly when I saw him. He had this simply incredible presence and I was so drawn. They always appear first, for some reason. I have no idea why. So many other complex, intricate changes, but those big, honking breasts always grow first. They started simply. My tiny male nubs grew into large, thumb-sized nipples that protruded noticeably from my sweater. In the space of only a few additional seconds, those nipples had swollen to such massive proportions that they threatened to tear apart the sweater. I stroked one of the abnormally huge behemoths in disgust. Each breast was.