Colin and Amethyst

Then, there are the energetic, smart, busty girls that fall for me. Amethyst happens to be all three. Definitely the busty part and add in a loud part and there she is. All of that makes a charm that you just can’t help, but love. I know that I can’t turn away. Plus, she’s a year younger than me too? Mmm!

Let me back up for a little bit.

First of all, I always see her around campus. I thought that she was a student myself. Naturally, the first thing I noticed about her was her breasts. Now, I’ve seen big before. It is only natural for most guys to take notice at the big size of a girl’s bust. I saw her rollerblading around the campus one spring afternoon. By nature, I noticed those boobs as she skated by. I really couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Looks like I wasn’t the only one, either. There are always a group of junior high boys gathered around staring at her as she skated by. I only shake my head to myself.

Oh to be that age, I thought. Then, an idea came into my head. I waited until she can to a stop at the bench and sat down to take a rest. I causally walked over to her. I paused when she looked up at me.

“Can I help you?” she asked. I shrugged at her with a smile. Amethyst narrowed her eyes at me.

“Don’t tell me you’re one of them,” she said as she pointed to the boys gawking at her chest. I still smiled at her.

“Why would you think that?” I asked. Amethyst frowned.

“Why else are you out here in the middle of the Saturday afternoon?” she asked.

“I could be just walking by,” I said. “But you don’t believe me, do you?” She looked away from me, frowning. I still smiled at her.

“Mind if I sit down?” I asked.

“Why?” she snapped.

“Just an idea,” I said.

“Whatever,” she grumbled.

“Nice,” I said. I took a seat next to the buxom Icelandic beauty. She didn’t even look at me the whole time.

“Tell me something,” she said. I paused as I looked at her.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Why do you want to talk to me?” she asked. I kept serious face.

“Does there have to be a reason?” I asked.

“Yes!” she nearly shouted at me. I kind of shrugged at her.

“Well, I don’t have one,” I said. “I just see you all over the campus.”

“Of course,” she said. “I work here, after all.” I gave her a curious look.

“As what?” I asked.

“Teacher,” she said in a calm voice as she turned to me. She raised an eyebrow at my stunned face.

“What?” she asked. I shook my head at her.

“Nothing,” I said. “Just…”

“What?” she asked. Oh crap, now she’s getting mad. Quick, I have to fix this or I’ll lose her! I straightened myself up.

“You look so young,” I said. Amethyst sat back and snorted.

“Well, I am only eighteen,’ she said. I blinked at her dumbfounded.

“Serious?” I asked.

“Yes!” she said. I put up my hands.

“Okay, okay,” I said. “I believe you, just calm down.” Amethyst looked away and snorted again. I kind of smiled at her.

“But really, you are a nice girl and really pretty,” I said. “And I don’t mean by your bust size either.”

“Liar,” she mumbled under her breath.

“Don’t believe me?” I asked. “Just talk to me a little more often, okay?” Amethyst turned back to me again.

“And why would I do that?” she asked. I shrugged at her.

“Everything doesn’t have to have a reason, you know?” I said. The puzzled look on the busty Icelandic babe let me know that I had her full attention now. I gave her a huge grin.

“Talk to you later,” I said. I patted her on the cheek before I got up and walked away. Yeah, I think I have her now.