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Gym Class Disaster
Brenda wasn't sure exactly when it
happened, but it seemed to
be just before class several months ago. She tried to
remember
how it happened exactly, then remembered. It was Holly, that
hot
sweet bitch with enough body for two women. What a sight!
Brenda had been transfixed and suddenly realized that she
liked
looking at naked women. To be more specific, she liked
looking
at a naked Holly. Oh no, she was a lesbian. |
There
she sat on the bench in the locker room
unable to take her eyes off the vast expanse of absolutely
perfect flesh beneath Holly's shirt. Holly pulled off her
bra
with a look of total unconcern, tossed it into her locker,
and
marched off to the showers, completely unaware of the
devastating
blow she had given Brenda and how it would changed her life
and fill her with lesbian sex fantasies.
Brenda had trouble concentrating after
that, it seemed that
wherever she looked she found another girls tits in her face,
and
found herself unable to take her eyes off them. In a
maelstrom
of voices, laughter, and one girl's muttered "perv", Brenda
tried
hard to concentrate on the volley ball game and act normally.
But it didn't work. Eventually the teacher noticed her
lesbian
preoccupation and pulled her out of the game.
"Brenda, what's the matter, you're
playing like a sissy?"
Miss Angelo asked in concern.
"I'm... I can't say," Brenda moaned in
confusion. How could
she live a normal life as a lesbian? A girl ran past and
Brenda's eyes automatically went to her firm, bouncing breasts.
She colored and hung her head.
"I think I know what the problem is, but
go ahead and get it
off your chest," Miss Angelo said, placing a concerned hand
on
Brenda's arm.
"Chest," Brenda scoffed, turning her face
away.
"Uh huh," Miss Angelo nodded slowly.
"Come with me into my
office, I know how to help," she said firmly.
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