Chapter 3 by Throne65

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Late Blooming Powers

Steve felt his mind drifting as the ever-popular Chrissie continued to drone on about her weekend and all the jewelry her ex-boyfriend was buying to try to get her back. Chrissie was always a spoiled brat, but ever since they became seniors in high school, she had gotten worse.

He leaned back and tried to ignore her, but waiting for the bus to take them home was taking longer than usual. The crowd of girls around her made it even more annoying. They each had their own cars, but preferred to hanf around Chrissie while she waited for the bus. The only thing that kept him from going crazy was the fact that Chrissie couldn't see that he was checking out her breasts eld back by her pink shirt.

"Man," Steve thought to himself, "if only she'd shut her mouth for five seconds and open something else up. Like her top."

As soon as he had thought that, Chrissie's shirt suddenly popped open, revealing her pink bra to her friends. Chrissie screamed and covered herself as he friends shrieked in shock.

"What the hell?!" Chrissie screamed. "The fuck happened to my shirt?!"

The girls ran off towards one of their cars while Chrissie followed, trying to rebutton her shirt. Steve stared at their asses as they ran and couldn't help but wonder.

"Did...did I do that?"