All in My Head
Last class of the day, and I was headed for the gym to suit up for the baseball game. Don't know why I was bothering, because there wasn't much chance I'd play. I'd just warm the bench and half-heartedly rah-rah for Steve, John, and Adam — the god's-gift triplets. Of course I stared when Andrea came walking down the hall the other way. She was wearing a white, ribbed, cotton t-shirt, and her huge tits were just bouncing away. She couldn't have been wearing a bra. I don't know who — or...