I glanced at her from head downwards.
Her pink hair was freely flowing over her shoulders like waves as her eyes shimmered at me.
Taking my gaze down beyond her face, my eyes caught sight of the ample skin that her shirt barely tried to covered.
Her bosoms gazed back at me.
They were big, maybe a tad bigger than Liz's now that I'm looking at them so closer. I chuckled for a moment having realised that her uniform had been bit oversized and that hid the actual size of her breasts.
Damn, I wonder what girls my age are eating to look like this.
Had I seen just the breast alone, I would bet that there's no way those bazongas belonged to a 19-year old.
Underneath the shirt was a singlet that covered her upper body.
Glancing further down, I was greeted by the delicate thigh skin she put forward in front of my door. I must confess that she put her best foot forward and quite literally.
