“Those perky boobs, I couldn't stop thinking about them. I tried hard, I really tried but they were stuck in my head, and when I tried going to bed, they were there in my dreams, waiting for me, staring right back at me. There was only one way I could make it stop, end the torture… I had to try them!”** **‘What next?’That was the million dollar question. What should he do next? How, where and when also remained unanswered.Those questions had troubled him since he took a final look at his dormitory room while moving out this morning. His purpose for the last four years had been to get this degree, and perhaps he didn't think he would make it this far, so he never made plans for the future.Looking out of the moving bus, the wind throwing itself against his face, Andrew McCarthy was lost in thoughts. At twenty-one years old, he had just completed college and was heading back to his parents house. While unsure if it was the right decision, he was not privileged with many other cho
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