[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Out yesterday, a fine warm day, standing in a line of traffic waiting for the lights, when a young girl walked past.
Average; average height average weight, not startlingly attractive but pretty enough in her own way and casually dressed in jeans and a sweater.
But, she had her hands in her pockets, which threw her shoulders back - a slightly unusual posture I thought - and I noticed that her breasts were thrust forward by this and wobbled or rather bounced just a little bit as she walked.
I would judge her to have been about a 34B, sadly she was wearing a bra, but nicely formed for all that; just at that point in their development where they have enough mass to take on a life of their own.[/FONT]
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As she walked, head held high and shoulders back, a little judder running from head to foot as each foot hit the pavement, she ever so casually looked around and along the line of vehicles, her gaze pausing just long enough on each driver in turn for her to estimate the reaction.
As she drew nearer, and her eyes met mine, I smiled, just enough to let her know I appreciated what I saw, but she resisted smiling back instead turning her eyes to the next in line and continued her walk.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]All the while those ever so slightly firmer than necessary steps of hers ensuring her out thrust breasts gave another little tremble.
A fleeting moment, but it brightened up my day. So good to see a young lady discovering her body and feeling empowered by, not intimidated, by the changes taking place.
I'm sure this was some sort of test she had set herself, an experiment, or a dare perhaps; to see what would happen if she stopped walking around shoulders stooped and hunched over, and perhaps wearing looser fitting clothes, hiding those little beauties.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Today, she had decided I'll do this, I'll hold my head up, stand up straight, shoulders back and look everyone in the eye, I'm in charge, it's my body and if you don't like it then look away, but if you do like what you see I'll notice that and grow bolder and more confident.
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[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Believe me, she was getting more looks of approval than not.[/FONT]
Average; average height average weight, not startlingly attractive but pretty enough in her own way and casually dressed in jeans and a sweater.
But, she had her hands in her pockets, which threw her shoulders back - a slightly unusual posture I thought - and I noticed that her breasts were thrust forward by this and wobbled or rather bounced just a little bit as she walked.
I would judge her to have been about a 34B, sadly she was wearing a bra, but nicely formed for all that; just at that point in their development where they have enough mass to take on a life of their own.[/FONT]
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As she walked, head held high and shoulders back, a little judder running from head to foot as each foot hit the pavement, she ever so casually looked around and along the line of vehicles, her gaze pausing just long enough on each driver in turn for her to estimate the reaction.
As she drew nearer, and her eyes met mine, I smiled, just enough to let her know I appreciated what I saw, but she resisted smiling back instead turning her eyes to the next in line and continued her walk.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]All the while those ever so slightly firmer than necessary steps of hers ensuring her out thrust breasts gave another little tremble.
A fleeting moment, but it brightened up my day. So good to see a young lady discovering her body and feeling empowered by, not intimidated, by the changes taking place.
I'm sure this was some sort of test she had set herself, an experiment, or a dare perhaps; to see what would happen if she stopped walking around shoulders stooped and hunched over, and perhaps wearing looser fitting clothes, hiding those little beauties.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Today, she had decided I'll do this, I'll hold my head up, stand up straight, shoulders back and look everyone in the eye, I'm in charge, it's my body and if you don't like it then look away, but if you do like what you see I'll notice that and grow bolder and more confident.
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[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Believe me, she was getting more looks of approval than not.[/FONT]