Before, when she went to the dance studio to practice, her coach praised her body proportions as outstanding.
As if to prove her point, she spoke while unconsciously sticking out her chest a little.
The grown-up girl had developed incredibly well.
She was like a ripe peach, exuding an irresistibly sweet aroma.
It was the sweetest and most delicious time.
When Joanna puffed up her chest, Ashton Heath was briefly startled. Then, his dark eyes couldn't help but fall on that soft, white spot.
In his mind, he suddenly thought of that one night.
There, he had touched with his hand, the feeling so amazing it was hard to believe...
And indeed, she wasn't thin at all; his hand couldn't quite grasp everything.
He was well aware of whether she had meat on her body or not.
Looking at the thin girl with hardly any meat on her body, in reality, she was thin where she should be and had meat where she should have, not at all stick-like.
