A Summer to Remember: Chapter 1
It all started with a new pool and the arrival of my Uncle Kyle
I was constantly aware of how my breasts looked. They were pretty big for my height. When I was sixteen years old, I was 5’2’’ and only 100lbs. My cup size was 30D and I knew how other guys looked at me. I loved how my breasts could make heads turn and sometimes get me things that others wouldn’t get. For example, if I were to pull my shirt down just a little bit, Starbucks coffee would suddenly come free. I used this to...