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I had a petite friend a long time ago. So flat that bra wasn't needed, in fact bra looked like a kids training bra when she wore one (at work). Meet her one spring day at her university, she had a tank top on when she met me in the dorm lobby: those little nipples poking at the fabric. She jumped up into my arms giving me a long lost missed hug, pressing those nipples against mine through our shirts. I was given a tour of the dorm, including her room. She asked me to turn around so that she could change tops. I declined, suggesting she just turn around (not believing she would). Well, she did: treating me to her naked back. With her naked from the waist up in front of me, I had to act fast... I pulled off my t-shirt, threw it at her and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours..." Surprised again that she giggled, said ok, and turned around, her cheeks flushing, allowing me full view of what I've only seen glimpse of down-blouse. WOW my middle-leg fattened up, pushing my Levi's out- a sight not un-noticed by her. The feel of those nipples against my bare chest when we hugged still lingers in my memory years and years since. That embrace led to more erotic activities... to be devulged later...... Thank you for the memories!!
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