Nickname's "DeeDee" for a reason...

Thomas walked in and waved as he spotted Richard sitting at a table in the coffee shop, a bit earlier than they had agreed to, and that was a surprise. He prided himself at being the type that was early to appointments and meetings so to see someone else just like him making a point of being ready to start before an agreed time, that was a nice touch. He had dressed in a simple knit dress and matching heels, something that Jennifer almost insisted that he spend some time choosing carefully, especially after seeing his instagram account and pictures online. It didn't matter to her that he kept saying that Richard was a colleague from work, that they were friends, and nothing else would be happening. Thomas just gave up and went along, figuring that it would be easier to get things over with and done faster if he listened.

"Sorry about the wait," he said, taking a seat across from him and resting his bag on the chair next to him. Thomas brushed it off with a smile and the two spent the next hour going over their documents, Thomas noticing slightly that people around them gave them smiling and knowing looks, though he wondered if there was something a bit different about them. Were people seeing things? Did he look alright?

"...anyway, thanks!" Richard put down the phone and then smiled at Thomas. "Well, that's settled at least."

Thomas nodded and slipped the folder into his bag before nodding as Richard got up to stand in line for a refill on their drinks. After a few moments of looking around and seeing he was behind four people, Thomas turned his attention to his paperwork. A few more notes were made before his eyes fell on the questionnaire he had grabbed on the way out.

12.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WHAT SIZE WOULD YOUR BREASTS BE?

He chuckled a bit and leaned back, looking around at the people in the coffee shop, namely the women around him. His mom was not the most stacked, she barely had any, and his sister too, well, she was not busty at all. None of the women, in fact, were stacked up-top. He knew that having big breasts would lead to back problems, sagging, not being able to sleep on one's stomach, yada yada yada. He also knew, from Darlene, that they were sometimes a hassle because they got in the way of her doing things.

That being said, though, he also knew, from experience, the fact that the girls with the bigger boobs had more. More attention from people, men and women, and it also just seemed that they were more confident than those without. Thomas wondered about that, though. Maybe he was just looking at it from a man's perspective. If the point of the survey was to see things from a woman's point of view, what size would be okay?

He looked around again, paying attention to the women around him and then nodded to himself before he picked up his pen. If I were a girl... If I were a girl, I'd want them bigger than the average woman, definitely at least DD-cup size. Not any bigger but enough to make me stand out and be noticed. He laughed at that last bit, knowing that Darlene would've smacked him for that one. The woman could never take a joke like that.

"Hey, sorry about the wait, they did a shift change on us." Thomas nodded his thanks as Richard placed the cup in front of him and then sat down. As the two talked, he noticed that a few people, mostly men, were trying (and failing) to sneak glances at his chest without him noticing and, for his part, he didn't feel the need to do much except shift slightly and moved around a bit. He feigned fixing his bra a bit and caused them to jiggle ever so slightly and he had to hide a laugh as an old man who was watching nearly spat in his coffee. "Hey, did you want to grab some lunch?"

Thomas nodded. "Sure, sounds great."

****

Arriving home, he spotted Jennifer laying on the couch with her phone in her hands. "Hey..."

She looked up and smiled, waving him over and, with an almost too smug look on her face, asked how things with 'the colleague' went. Thomas just rolled his eyes and said "it went fine" before heading up the stairs and into his room. A few more moments after placing the bag down next to his purse, he looked over at the phone and checked his messages. Sure enough, from Richard, with a "thanks for the meeting, talk to you later?" Thomas smiled and sent a quick reply before he turned and walked back downstairs just as Darlene came into the house, followed by another woman who had her hands full with some grocery bags. "Hey, Thomas? Can you help me please?"

He reached out and took the bags from the woman's hands and helped put the things away. "Thanks, those suckers are heavy."

Darlene finished bringing in the last of the bags before closing the door and then walking into the living room where she said a few words to Jennifer before moving into her office. "Is she okay?" Jennifer asked, walking into the kitchen and looking over her shoulder.

"She's just tired, that's all." The woman nodded and then turned to look at them. "Listen, how about we go out for lunch, my treat? Let's get out of her hair for a few hours."

"If she's in one of her moods, a few hours at least," Jennifer smiled back and Thomas just laughed and nodded before turning and following the younger woman up the stairs to get changed. As he sorted through some of the clothes in his closet, he looked at the next question on the form before he just rolled his eyes and went back to looking for an outfit to wear. Sometimes, whomever made this questionnaire...

13.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU BE INTO GUYS?