I’ve knew her for a long time, we were pretty close friends in college. I knew she was into me, we matched on tinder and both played it off like we swiped right as a joke. We flirted on and off, there was a spark but we were both afraid to act on it. You know how it is.
Anyway, her name was Chelsea, she was short, maybe 5’4 but thick as honey. Big ass, big tits, an asian girl with an NYC attitude and nice curves. We were in physics together this year, we signed up at the same time because she wanted my help studying.
She was shy, at least when it came to actually speaking with boys, she would always ask me for advice on how to approach dudes she liked. I would cheer her on, give her advice, that sort of thing. She knew she had great tits but was insecure about her weight (she was not fat by any means). I guess her parents shamed her for being thicker than your average Asian girl. Her Instagram is full of cleavage shots, each photo carefully curated to show off her soft milky breasts. She knows what her best assets are.