The Slutty Adventures of Carol
I was 12 when this all began, unlike most girls who were staring sixth grade, I was different, in many ways. I had been home schooled most of my life, my mother and father were over-protective of me. For obvious reasons, but I convinced them to let me start the sixth grade. Now, unlike most 12 year old girls, I wasnt worried about puberty, it came at me like a nuclear bomb. My chest size was 36E, I had to wear a special sports bra just to go to school. I wasnt fat, on the contrary, not including my massive breasts, I looked like any other 12 year old girls, long brown hair tied into pig tails, thin little body, very little curve to my hips at all, my legs werent the stuff you see …