I went to Uni in London to study law over ten years ago now. I was the geeky but academically confident kid, the one who always had an answer for ever...thing and was never shy about sharing it. I didn’t care if I was wrong or not, and would even argue with myself on occasion when no-one disagreed with me. Whilst it got me some decent grades, it didn’t really win me any friends, but then again, I was at Uni to get a good degree and then a job, not friends, right? I did, however, make one friend,. As you got off the coach at the airport I noticed your body had changed too, a year before you were dressed down and covered — hiding away behind dark colours and layers, now still conservatively dressed, you simply wore jeans and a t-shirt but it could have been a Versace dress, you looked amazing. New curves pressing against the Iron Maiden t-shirt in all the right places, while your snugly fitting jeans showing off your gorgeous butt. Although my first glimpse of you was a bit blurred as you. As she sat at the end of the table, I could feel her breasts pressed against my head. We talked about family, life, work, etc., as she worked down my arms, neck, chest, and then feet. I was hard as a rock under the sheet, and I was sure there was no way she could miss the tent, but neither of us said anything.When it was time for me to turn over, she said "Here, let me put a little padding on that headrest for your face. I lifted my head, and she slipped something under it. In the dim. They had done something with her cheekbones and chin, turning her pretty face into a beautiful one. Her hair had grown back considerably, and now brushed her shoulders, mostly straight but with a stylish curl at the end. Christina's waist was cinched by the unforgiving bodysuit into a strict hourglass shape, with hips nicely curving into her rounded ass. And her breasts!Max marveled at the exquisitely shaped orbs that ballooned out against the shiny black material. The "Full Slut" look.