stared back at me. I shrugged, grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head – revealing a white bra, with my nipples slightly visible. My breasts were a very small D – or a very large C – and though they could get a bit bothersome at times, I was happy with them. As was Bryan – I grinned to myself and un-hooked the bra. My socks came off – I’d left my shoes and jacket in the entrance – and soon after, my jeans, leaving me standing only in my pant-ies. Like my