In the dead city, sorrow, unwashed by the storm. March 10, 1945 Her lover was dying, Mai sat alone with her. Nothing could exceed the desolation of he...r surroundings on that early summer night. Her beloved Kimiko, a young woman who would soon be taken from her, coughed in her troubled, thin sleep. Mai sat in the dark on the third-floor of a wood-and-paper boarding-house. It was so quiet, even the cicadas had abandoned their song. It was a claustrophobic night. The other boarders had fled the. "I ran back upstairs to my room and I took my new tank top off. I grabbed the pink bra I had just bought and put it on. I looked into the mirror and thought to myself I can do a little bit better than this. I took the bra off again and threw it to the floor. I put my arm over my chest to just cover my nipples. I took the picture and sent it immediately. Only after I had sent it, I was left wondering if I had gone too far.I got a notification saying that someone took a screenshot of my. Trevor loves the rain. I think sadly to myself. I wonder what he is doing while I toiled away at this job. I sigh and then my eyes narrow as they see my reflection in the glass. Ralph, the diner's owner has just issued us new uniforms, again. The top cut so low that my ample breasts were straining to get out. I turned to see the back is high enough, that my blue satin panties peek out, when I move my hips. I grumble, as I pull the skirt down a little. This pulls my top lower, and I try to yank. If things worked out, I would spend the last week before finals buying little gifts for a girl, and some other girl would spend the same week buying little gifts for me. With that much-shared attention, there had to be something of a chance to meet a girl and get to know her.Things didn't work out. More guys had signed up than girls, so after all of the girls had drawn names, the extra guy names were dumped in with the girl's names for us to draw. Of all the useless, messed up things that the.