That was the year I developed breasts. They just kept getting bigger and bigger eventually I wound up a 32D. I hated them at first, they made me feel ...awkward, and the other girls would tease me about them. Then I discovered the power that it gave me. Men loved them. Something about the sight of these big breasts on my 5ft 4in 100 lbs frame drove them wild. I learned quickly to exploit it. When I had a conference with one of my male teachers, I would go off to the bathroom first and remove my. She felt him slowly stroke under her thighs, his hands slowly making their way back to her still aching pussy. His expert fingers gently massaged her clit, sending a new kind of pleasure coursing through her body. A finger slowly slid from her clit down her open slit, creating a slick path up and down. The languid torture felt arousing and relaxing all at the same time. All of a sudden something cold is pressed against her and then slipped inside of her. She gasped as the walls of her vagina. "Are you sure about this?" I said, my mouth dry with nervousness."Yes," I heard her whisper, looking at the rippling water.I turned Jessica to me and used my hand to turn her face up so I could look into her eyes. I saw a burning passion there. Slowly I brought my lips to hers. Just at that moment, fireworks started to explode over the lake. We both jumped, pulling our lips apart, then laughed nervously as the colorful display lit up the night sky. As I brought her lips back to mine, I felt her. She was regular as clockwork; if there was any variation in where we met, it was because I was a little earlier or later than usual. Then one day, her eyes met mine. I can't say it was like an electric shock, because it wasn't, but ... maybe a quiet click.The next day, it happened again; this time, she smiled and, reflexively, I smiled back. I don't know about you, but I can't resist a genuine, friendly smile. Of course there are smiles that are easy to resist ... you know, the predatory ones?.