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J was one of my oldest friends in the world. She and I had known each other since we were little kids. Now, we were in our early twenties, and the lease on her apartment was running out. My parents had relocated and left me their home to live in, so I asked J if she wanted to move in, rent-free. She jumped at the chance.

Again, she was more like a sister to me. And soon afterwards, she started dating a guy pretty seriously, who I got along with very well. One day, he told me that J had a photo album from her summer in France (again, junior year of college, which only confirmed for me that I'd spent that summer in the wrong place) in which three of her friends were topless.

I should mention that J, while not a raving beauty, was a cheerleader in high school, had an amazing body, and had the kind of bubbly personality that transformed a 6 or 7 into a hard 8. But her sorority sisters were an entirely different story: a stunning group, all of whom were, to quote Tom Hanks, "waaaay out of my league." Including C, a beautiful brunette with perfect round tits I couldn't help but notice the one time she'd come by to visit.

One night, J's boyfriend had had a few beers. He mentioned that J had a couple choice pics of C topless and, knowing full well how cute I thought she was, asked J if we could check them out. To be honest, J didn't love C (she'd always referred to her as her least favorite friend), and with a happy shrug, she said "sure." She flipped open a photo album, right to a pic of C with her perfect, untanned double D's on display, and a great, naughty smile to boot.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. To this day, and with everything I've seen and experienced, those still rank as top ten tits. And right next to C was another one of the sorority girls, D, who was a smidge less cute, and not nearly as flirty/naughty with her grin, but was still sporting a great, firm, untanned set of her own.

And it only got better.

A few pictures later, there were all four girls -- J and the three others -- posing with some guys they'd met on their trip. Whom I suddenly realized I envied more than anyone I'd ever met, because there they were, with four of the most gorgeous, well-endowed, topless girls on the planet. J and D were standing in the back row, their chests mostly covered by the guys in front. T, (the fourth girl), was sitting in front, shyly trying to block her tits, but one nipple was clearly peeking out. Whereas C was sitting there, sporting a half-embarrassed, half-exhibitionistic smile and nothing at all covering those amazing, now fully-tanned tits.

It's been decades since I saw those pictures, but I can remember them as though it was hours ago. Recently I went on C's Facebook page, and saw a picture of her, posing in a bikini, easily in her early 50s, but still way fuckable (and, clearly, still loving to show off what she's got). My god, I wish I'd had the courage then that I have now...I would have moved mountains to have had a crack at her.