It did. Mason felt a buzz rush through his body. Please be the man. Please. Please. Please. Footsteps approached behind him but he daren’t turn arou...d. It felt like he was waiting forever, but eventually the footsteps ended two urinals down from Mason. He still didn’t turn. He didn’t want to be let down, but out of the corner of his eye he could swear it was him. The off-white vest and the baggy shorts. He was almost certain.“Shy?” Mason heard him say, and that was all he needed to hear. He. "Yeah, but I don't want these things bouncing around," I said. B cup boobson my chest was bad enough. These D cups were huge, they had to go. "I'mgoing back in to undo the change."So I went back in to play again, and pressed the 'UNDO' button, and it waswith some relief that they deflated back to the size I was used to. Iplayed once more, but to no avail. The line around the machine was gettinglonger, and it was getting late, so we gave up and went home.University was a nightmare. Oh the course. From what she's said this isn't entirely uncommon for college cheerleaders now. They are pretty and if they end up at a pickup they are usually swooped up.We actually ran into Bree just outside the site of her school's pep rally before the game. The local alumni association organized a barbeque and party to celebrate the fact that they were visiting State to play football for the first time ever. We had looked at the State cheerleaders first, but the girls all appeared a bit hardened. Erica. I had to cope with being alone. All the trouble I hadhad in the shopping centre and the school and now I was being run outof my own home by disgusting rats!No way was I going to give in to this. After what I had been through,getting rid of rats should be easy.I went upstairs, picked up the tennis racquet, that I had thrown downin the hall and opened the door carefully.Once again, my heart was in my mouth, but this time anger got methrough the door. I screamed at the top of my voice, to scare.