That day I was in my hostel watching Game of Throne since I didn’t have any lecture when my phone rang. I was so delighted to see who was calling so... I received the call.“Are you in school today?” Ezeta asked. “Today I have no lecture;” I told herEzeta was my paternal cousin. She was 5’1 tall with a wavy hair to her back, long legs that were so beautiful and if I am not mistaken she had a 38DD breasts. She really had a beautiful face that could make any man to turn around. I guess I could say I. The door was unlocked, she said just to walk right in. There was a girl sitting up in a bed on the left side reading. She wore only a red bra, her bottom half was obscured by the covers. The book dropped and she looked at me. She was also not Ellie.“You must be Ellie’s boyfriend,” she said with a smile, “I’m Abby…mmm, she’s right, you are hot,” she said with a mischievous grin. She closed the book and put it on her desk. I could see for the first time that she was absolutely stacked. She. Tension built and receded ... built and receded, expressed in those little breaths. And then a shiver. A pause. Another shiver. A deep intake, a release, and calm once more.Was that... ? I think it was. My body had reacted in a particular way to the sounds, and though I halfheartedly tried to tell myself that it was probably just someone who had fallen asleep on their books, the changes I felt within my pants belied that theory.I became aware of my restlessness, an urge to move, uncovered by. That's the last time I take those to go to sleep, I thought to myself and rolled out of bed, the bright sunlight shining through my windows stabbing my eyes.Aunt Claire had left a note on the fridge saying she'd gone out with some friends and she'd be back later tonight, a hastily written cell phone number below her writing if I needed to reach her; she hated cell phones.I had the house to myself, the sun was shining, my headache eased after breakfast and it might reach forty degrees. The.