Walking out of high school at the end of my sophomore year, I was as flat as a board. Okay, I did have a couple of minor mounds on my chest but at age... sixteen, I was definitely considered to be as flat as a board. I always kept a low profile at school wearing baggy clothing. Unlike Billie Eilish, I had nothing to hide. All that changed during the summer.By the end of June, my minor mounds were definite hillocks. They ached and when I touched or squeezed them, they felt stiff. By the end of. I too started seeking any opportunity to talk with her.Soon my charm worked on her and we became best friends/colleagues at work. Her desk was next to me and that helped a lot with our conversations and flirting. Soon she was rumored as my girlfriend despite nothing had happened between us.She was still the same village girl as she was on day 1. Soon we started going outside together to malls, movies, and food. etc.One lucky day, we had visited a nearby hill station kind of thing for an outing.. His hands were holding her ass. It looked as though he was holding her close to him.That picture made me smile and I felt a slight movement in the trouser department. I decided to 'Like' this picture but say nothing when she came home.As the evening went on I kept popping back to see if any more pictures had been posted to Facebook. There weren't any of note just the usual drunkenness that goes on at Christmas parties, people dancing, blurred photos and photos of drinks on tables.Then I spotted. I was polite as always, but firm as I told them I simply wasn’t interested. Looking past the final one I saw Henry jogging toward me, his hair still wet.I greeted him with a kiss then went to my door. It was time to teach Henry manners so I stood there for more than a minute until he came to open the door for me. I stroked his cheek as I leaned in for a quick peck and whispered, “You will always open my door for me, Henry—always.”“Yes, Ma’am,” was his polite reply. I kissed him once he was.