Chapter 6
Gwen threaded her way through the occupied tables in the cafeteria until she reached one of the smaller empty tables. She sat down and looked at the dingy paint on the wall just a few feet away and wondered how long it had been since the school was painted. Grandpa Max had told her and Ben about when the school was first built when their fathers attended it back when it was a high school and she wondered if her father had stared at the same wall back when it had a fresh coat of paint.
“Hi Gwen,” a girl said as she stepped up to the other side of the table and set her tray down on the table. “Mind if I join you?”
“Mind it?” Gwen said with a smile as her best friend sat down across from her, “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you after being away all summer, Jane. What was your summer like?”
“Same old same old,” Jane said with a sigh as she looked at her lunch tray. Unlike Gwen Jane wasn’t trying to hide her tits with bulky clothes, in fact she barely passed the school’s lose dress code the way that it hugged her oversize breasts and left her belly bare to her waist. “How about you? How was that road trip you took with your cousin and grandpa?”
“It was great,” Gwen said with a broad smile as she slipped a hand down to her own belly to pat the bulge under her sweater. “Even better than I ever expected.”
“Really?” Jane asked as she reached for the salt and almost put her 36C tits in her potatoes and gravy. “What made it so great?”
“Seeing the country,” Gwen said hesitantly without taking her eyes off her friend’s cleavage, “meeting relatives I didn’t know I had, getting to know my cousin and grandpa.”
“Come on Gwen, give me more details,” Jane said as she looked dejectedly at her food. “What made your summer so great. Come on Gwen, you know you can trust me.”
“You make it sound like I have something to hide,” Gwen said as she brushed a few crumbs off her bulky sweater.
“I didn’t say that,” Jane said with a chuckle, “but now that you mention it - You were never one to emphasize your attributes, but you never went out of your way to hide them either. So, what’s with the bulky sweater?”
Gwen took a quick nervous look around to make sure that no one was near enough to hear her before she leaned forward to whisper to her friend. “Keep this under your hat for now, but I’m pregnant.”
“You’re kidding,” Jane said as her eyes tracked down her friend’s body until they seemed to burn a hole through the material hiding her belly bulge.
“No I’m not,” Gwen hissed, gesturing for Jane t





