I had a small, but really well developed body, which made grown men look twice and get that look on their face, the one that meant `Boy I'd like to Fu...k her!'I was only about five feet tall and kind of skinny, I thought, but my titties were a good size, and perfectly rounded. They were only a little too big for my small frame. They were the size that made men look real carefully at me, but not so large that they made me look really chesty. Right in the center of each round tit, was a tiny pink. I had just told Erik about a date I had had the previous week. We had gone to a movie and then stopped at a park on the way home for a little necking. I had been out with this boy, Ben, once before but we hadn't even kissed good night. Now when he kissed me I felt his tongue try to force its way in past my lips and teeth. I asked Erik, "I know French kissing can be fun, although I've never thought it was as great as I've heard. The guys who have tried it just feel like they as trying to force. As the afternoon stretched onward and the rays of the sun shifted to a more seductive amber hue, Aruna couldn't help but think back on her thoughts earlier in the day back at the tea house. Suddenly a warmth blossomed between her legs and a ripple of energy coursed outward along her olive skinned limbs up to the crown of her head and the tip of her nose... the lobes of her ears. She was wearing a long dress today, despite the brisk autumn weather, it was light cotton, treated to look rumpled. Becca did not do the Brain Bros modelling that April. Carly, Kim and Nell did though and Carly ended up with a boyfriend. He was the son of a farmer and worked for his father. He was a cheerful, stocky young man with a dry sense of humour. The fact that neither had any airs or graces was a mutual source of attraction.That same autumn Tom, having come down from university with a good degree, managed to get himself articled to a solicitor at Dewsbury. On the strength of that he bought a small two.