“Is that too tight?” She asks, holding it still as she threads a lace though. “No, it’s good, not too tight at all” I reply watching her con...inue in the mirror as the outfit takes shape. It does show off my breast nicely, causing them to be a main focus. Once she’s finished lacing the back up, she’s gives me a glance over and states she has something that would go great with the outfit as she leaves the dressing room.I take the opportunity to check myself out, loving how it makes my breast pop,. So just do it for you and for me. If you pause, you might not want this. I understand it’s a big step, but this is what I require to be here this week, so if you don’t do it, I will pack up and head over to my friend’s house for the week.” Then it hits me that you do have friends you’ve told me about that live here and think you might do it. My hand goes to the belt and the lock, shaking a little. You smile and say, “Good boy, you know what’s right for you. Just do it.” I am very nervous but I. She also became friends with my mom ,so she use to visit my house very often and I loved to see her in my house . sometimes she use to help me with my school homework,and I use to stare at her while she was teaching me , I use to stare at her hands, her face ,her hair ,oh my God she looked so beautiful.time passed she got pregnant and had a baby.after that she rarely visit my house or I see her outside,I was also in a growing age ,I got busy in life with friends and school stuff,but whenever I. Matt and I had been dating through all of high school, and about a year and a half ago we almost had sex for the first time. We decided against it, but that we would on our 18th birthday. We were both virgins, and we were desperately and anxiously awaiting this day. Countless times we were making out and into some seriously heavy petting, but we always backed off. It was painful for me. I could only imagine the blue balls he had gotten.The extent of our plan was for me to go to his house, and.