Sandy wore padded bras not because she needed padding, but because her nipples got hard during cold weather, and when she thought of certain boys. The padding kept her bustline smooth.
She was sitting by herself in the high school cafeteria, tray in front of her. Her head was down so her hair covered her face. She was embarrassed, trying to hide behind that veil of hair.
She was wearing a white sweater with a gold chain necklace. The school furnace wasn't working. The school was freezing. She was freezing. Her nipples were freezing.
She hadn't worn a padded bra today.
We were sitting at the boys' table. No one said a word. The view was magnificent. This is probably how fetishes start.