Unsicher starrte sie ihn an."Soll das heissen, du hast mich als Versuchskaninchn missbraucht?" ihre Stimme hatte einen leicht hysterischen Unterton."D... bist doch kein Versuchkaninchen. Du bist als freiwilliger Probant dabei. Die Einverständniserklärung hast du damals doch selber unterschrieben. Erinnerst du dich nicht mehr?" erklärte er beschwichtigend.Stefanie dachte nach und plötzlich fiel ihr ein, dass sie einmal einige Seiten, die er ihr vorgelegt hatte unterschrieben hatte. Aber was es. Every exclamation was spot on and more often than not echoed his own thoughts. As the game wore on, he found himself focusing less on the TV and more on the girl. He loved the way her cheeks flushed when she egged on a fight, how she would let out a little ‘oof’ every time someone was slammed into the boards. And when the Wild scored and she jumped up and raised her arms in celebration, he even caught a peek of her pale stomach. She gave off an aura of a tomboy, just one of the guys. And she. Just touched you knows like keeping it above the boobs without pressing and I was waiting for her reaction.I thought that she would push away my hands but nothing like that happened. I was very happy. Now I started to feel her boobs by slightly pressing them. Guess what! I realised that she was not wearing a bra. She had wanted not worn them so that she could enjoy with her bf in bus. Now I was very happy to feel her breasts without bra. My joy knew no bounds. I pressed her breasts slowly. Even though I was sweaty and smelled like a locker room I decided to head over before I lost my nerve. I hopped the fence cleanly, but tripped over a sprinkler head and fell. Great. That's me, Mr. Smooth. I got up and brushed off my white muscle shirt and athletic shorts. I walked up behind Kelly, who was wearing tiny jean shorts and a blue tank top so tight her tits were practically popping out. "Hey JJ". Kelly's voice broke me out of my trance and I remembered why I was there. The moment I.