Mr. Kircher
In the second half of my senior year, my body blossomed. Before then, I had a dancer’s shape: long-limbed and a bit too lean. But then I gained 15 (much-needed) pounds which all appeared in my bosom, hips, and ass. It didn’t make a difference in my social life at school, as I was still regarded as nice but shy girl who the boys never noticed, even as I adjusted my wardrobe to take advantage of my new curves. But while my peers didn’t appreciate the new me, I noticed that grown men had. Still being somewhat shy, it embarrassed me as much as it thrilled me. As summer began, I returned to my job at the local grocery store’s video section. Men who’d looked past me last year would stare at my chest as …