I don't remember my first person, but I remember one of my favorites. I took an AP Biology lab course in high school. I was in Utah at the time and most everyone in my class was Mormon. Not just your normal Mormon either, but the very devout variety. My lab partner was pretty normal looking, like a 6 on a scale of 10. But twice while helping her type <i> Drosophilidae </i> I managed to sneak a peek down her shirt. It was a "forbidden fruit" thing. The pureness of her white bra mixed with the fact that I should not have seen what I saw that drove me wild. I've moved on to hotter girls, but I still get a small shiver when I think back to that glimpse of bra.
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