I dated a girl, Colleen, who was into fashion design, she could not only design, she could make the clothes also. Her roommate, Anna was very nice, not beautiful, but had a great sense of humor, we all hung out a lot. Anna was engaged to a guy in her hometown and after the semester she was going to marry him. As a present Colleen was designing and making Anna's wedding dress, and if I remember the dress was also going to be a part of her grade.
They rented this old shotgun house, I studied there a lot because it was so much quieter and fewer distractions than my dorm room. So I go over one afternoon and they are working on the dress, Anna is standing on a chair, Colleen is pinning the dress on her. Colleen tells me I can't study there, they are working on the dress and Anna is not dressed most of the time. I start to leave and Anna say, "oh I don't care, he can stay, just don't make fun of my little boobs".
This time there were more distractions than the dorm, Anna was standing and walking around in just her panties most of the afternoon, and her boobs were small but perfect, she liked it when I told her so.
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