Mit Hang zum Dicksein, wenn sie nicht aufpasste. Kein Riesenhintern, aber rund genug, um ab und zu gehänselt zu werden. Und sie war zu schüchtern, s...ich dagegen zu wehren. Helen begann schon in der sechsten Klasse, eine Oberweite zu entwickeln. Während die anderen Mädchen noch auf den Ausbruch ihrer Pubertät warteten, trug Helen schon die ersten BHs, und zwar nicht, weil sie wollte, sondern weil sie musste. Ihre Dinger, so schien es, wurden mit jedem Tag größer. Als sie aus den Sommerferien in. I smiled as I exited the ladies room.“Are you ready?” I could tell by the tone he was getting impatient.“Do I look ok?” As if it mattered.He chuckled, “baby you are, without question, the most beautiful woman ever to set foot in the Paris theater.” “They are going to eat you up.”“Setting the bar pretty low aren’t you,” I smirked.It was a blackened cavernous place, the air was humid, smelled of mold, piss and cum but, happily, not shit or puke. Rows of theater seats ran in a traditional pattern. I have this feeling had we stayed longer, your answer to my previous question might've changed. I didn't want to push it though. :-)You apparently got a rush out of the little game you two played. You've never flirted with another woman and it felt great. Maybe it was because there was no pressure... no expectations... or maybe it was because I was there making you feel at ease. I'm guessing it was a combination of all three. Regardless, you're wet... horny... needy. You embrace me tightly,. Are you sure it’s okay?” they replied looking back and forth between Sara and me.“You’re a lifesaver Greg. Thanks,” said Tim excitedly.Tim put his arm around her shoulder as they walked towards the door that would take them down to Rob’s room in the basement.After they had closed the basement door I looked over at Sara and said, “I’m really confused Sara. I’ve never ever thought of you as lover material. You’ve always been a pal, someone I could talk to about this, that and everything. Christ I.