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He literally just walked away from me and walked off with her with not so much as a word.

He's so immature and such a little jerk." "Alyse must be a real knockout if he left you for her," I said. Small to medium size breasts are perfect, cause gravity doesn't do that much damage to them." "Your serious Cameron aren't you," she said, "I mean you have really thought about breasts haven't you?

She was young and could have been fourteen or sixteen.

Her height I guessed at maybe five foot seven Inches, but her body seemed immature. I guessed that I was in the first car of this new load. Her honey blond hair was rather long as well, hanging down to her waist.

"It's prettier than I thought," she said looking over the nightscape.

The wheel started moving again depriving us of the view.

Mila started laughing at my statement and discomfort and said, "Well now that we have that out of the way.

More than the conversation about boobs, I was really enjoying her company. I heard her question and just as I was about to answer it when - without a thought I blurted out, "Not just breasts it's also about great legs and small round butts," Now it was my turn to blush.

With the distraction of the conversation I just noticed that Mila was holding my hand. The breeze and the motion of the Ferris Wheel had her hair flying in the breeze behind the car.

She had beautiful long trim fingers with clear polished fingernails. She was something to look at and she had a beautiful smile and medium sized lips to die for. She had a small round taught butt, and her narrow hips flowed up to a tiny waist and then flared out at her small rib cage.

She was very pretty but why am I looking at her, I thought. As I looked over the midway from this height, I also caught myself looking at her. Yellow short-shorts, bobby socks, pure white sneakers, and a small straw purse with a shoulder strap made up the rest of the outfit. The kind that had narrow ankles rising to a firm calf and then up her long trim thigh disappearing under the shorts. She was trim and hard bodied, but not bony by any means.

The Ferris wheel jerked fairly badly once again moving us upward. "Sorry," she said, "I don't much like heights and I got scarred." "That's okay," I replied, "come to think about it, I don't really like Ferris Wheels or heights either, but for some silly reason I do love roller coasters." With a rye smile she said, "If you don't like Ferris Wheels, why did you get on the ride?

More than the conversation about boobs, I was really enjoying her company. I heard her question and just as I was about to answer it when - without a thought I blurted out, "Not just breasts it's also about great legs and small round butts," Now it was my turn to blush.With the distraction of the conversation I just noticed that Mila was holding my hand. The breeze and the motion of the Ferris Wheel had her hair flying in the breeze behind the car.She had beautiful long trim fingers with clear polished fingernails. She was something to look at and she had a beautiful smile and medium sized lips to die for. She had a small round taught butt, and her narrow hips flowed up to a tiny waist and then flared out at her small rib cage.She was very pretty but why am I looking at her, I thought. As I looked over the midway from this height, I also caught myself looking at her. Yellow short-shorts, bobby socks, pure white sneakers, and a small straw purse with a shoulder strap made up the rest of the outfit. The kind that had narrow ankles rising to a firm calf and then up her long trim thigh disappearing under the shorts. She was trim and hard bodied, but not bony by any means.The Ferris wheel jerked fairly badly once again moving us upward. "Sorry," she said, "I don't much like heights and I got scarred." "That's okay," I replied, "come to think about it, I don't really like Ferris Wheels or heights either, but for some silly reason I do love roller coasters." With a rye smile she said, "If you don't like Ferris Wheels, why did you get on the ride?She started to move it and I said, "It's okay, don't bother, I have a feeling this is going to be a rough ride." Why did I say that?