"They're just boobs anyway," she adds. "See?"
"Hey!" Jen giggles in mock protest.
"When you're with your sisters you can just relax."
Slipping away from April, Jen presses close to you. "We want to help you loosen up." Her hands are on your hips -- no room to backpedal.
Your eyes pop wide as the hands slide under your blouse, hiking it up. "Are you trembling?" A chuckle. "Aw, you're such a good little girl."