' I clicked on the Reply button, then stared unseeingly at the screen. Amy was the ex-student I had dated for a few weeks at the beginning of the summer. Time to set the record straight, I guess. Our mutual break-up was more her breaking up with me, though I didn't fight it. I didn't take it well either, hence my 'throwing myself into my work' bit earlier. She was a senior in my Developmental Biology lab section. However, she was staying around another year to do her master's in Public Health. She was studious, but didn't kill herself trying to ace the class. Shoulder-length, silky brown hair, and dark brown eyes to match. I really enjoyed interacting with her in lab, which was why I asked her out to begin with. After the break-up, I've taken pains to avoid any chance of even accidentally running into her.While I'm revising history, I should mention Liz. We didn't really fall out of contact, but we might as well have. Despite everything I said about staying on the periphery of her. My Italian mother gave me my massive chest: heavy and firm, Triple D, and swollen with pride, and an accent that took all my years of college to break. My Russo-Polish father didn't help since his family gave me large puffy nipples, pouty lips, and wavy red hair. My body, I've been told, is to die for. Narrow waist, wide hips that support a gorgeously plump ass, and long, long legs that end in cute, petite feet and toes that are perfect for high heels.I stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the worn, faded sheets. I had been on so many assignments since I joined this station that I nearly forgot what country I was in. I slipped my new, dark stockings over my legs first as I heard a taxi blare outside. I stood up, and pulled my tasteful black skirt up my smooth, pale legs. For a moment, I looked at myself. Bare, large breasts, red hair, and just a skirt and a whim from me being naked. I closed my eyes and imagined what these savages would do to me if I stepped outside without a top.
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