At first they were growingslowly then after a short time they were getting bigger very fast. Icould see them get bigger as my shirt starts to strain a...t every seam.After a short time the buttons were starting to pop off my shirt andbefore long my whole shirt was destroyed by my now massive breasts.I went over to the bathroom to try to get a better look at them as Iwas walking I was almost falling over because I was not used to theweight of them. When I got over to the bathroom I was shocked at. I was reliving my sneaky voyourism when my bus arrived and as I took my seat I suddenly realised my seat, where I sat watching, had been in illumination from his light, he could see me watching him, even though he was in the dark to me.If what I was thinking was true, he was a dirty old bastard who wanked off to young girls, just what I wanted, and I knew more about him than he me.So you the reader will not be surprised when I say I popped a letter through his door on Saturday Afternoon,. This little park was, luckily for you the fastest way too and from school. Walking back and forth daily had become a small light that made life that much more beautiful.Stepping along the asphalt path you pulled your back pack higher on your back, the weight of your textbooks and homework pulling it downwards. You wore the uniform of the Karole Private Academy, a blue skirt swishing along your legs and a white blouse buttoned under a navy blazer. A red bow was tied in your Long Blonde hair,. I invite him to have a seat and offer him a cold drink. He accepts and I grab 2 beers out of the fridge. I return and sit near him. Hand him his beer and we pass some idle chat back and forth. I see he's still a bit nervous, probably not knowing what to say or how to get started. I go off of what was said to me on my first real encounter. I ask if he would mind getting down to his underware. He quickly agrees and he sheds his jeans quickly. He's in boxers. Loose but I can make out the outline.