Lynn

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I had a pretty uneventful childlife till I was thirteen. My menstrual cycle started and my breasts had changed from just lumps to a 32 "C" that got the attention of boys. I enjoyed the admiration and became a cheerleader to provide an excuse to show off the legs that now had a good shape and my tight round butt in my tights. By the time I was fourteen my boobies had grown to a 35 "D" and all the exercise had shrunk my waist to 23 inches to make my boobs look even bigger and my butt cheeks became firm and round. I was really proud of my body since showing it off as a cheerleader got me tons of dates. I only let them fondle me except for the qurterback who wouldn't accept "No." and that was not enjoyable so I double-dated from then on to prevent a re- occurrence. I became to hate my body later because of the trouble it got me into.

That fateful morning it was really important for me to get to school because we were having a pep rally for the up coming game and I loved them since we would get all the attention that was often diverted at the games. I was dressed in my short cheerleaders skirt and tight sweater and had spent a lot of time on my hair and make-up to be perfect. I spent too long at it and missed my bus.

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