A tomboy at heart, she had been a school girl champion basketball player and runner. Always tall for her age and now 510, she had exceptionally long legs, in fact when seated she looked about 54 and her dad always said she was split high, all legs. She could run for days with those long legs and she was quick on the court. Her goal in school was a college scholarship for sports. However, between her freshman and sophomore years, they showed up. They being breasts. One day her grade school girls body just started to bud and blossom and over a years time her breasts began to grow and grow. As she said when she was in college, big 38 D cup tits were wonderful fashion accessories, but werent much help in running the mile or sprinting down court. She had that sort of love/hate relationship with her figure, loving the beautiful woman she had become but regretting the loss of the girl and the elite athlete she had once been.
There was no question Samantha was beautiful She had clear tan olive skin, thick dark brown hair, dark flashing eyes, full cupids bow lips and a 20000 watt smile fueled a bit by Crest white strips.