Chapter 2: Hailey: Dance Class

Gemma's next class was Dance. A few minutes after the lesson started, Hailey arrived, claiming a visit with the counsellor as an excuse. Hailey had trouble concentrating on what Ms Hullins reply. She stared into space, her eyes inadvertantly focussed on her dance teacher's melons. Breasts, Hailey corrected herself.

Hailey sat down with her fellow dance students, as Ms Hullins began to prattle on about dance theory, or something. She quickly lost interest, and soon found herself staring at her teacher's mel ... breasts, once more. Hailey didn't understand why she was suddenly obsessed with breasts. She glanced down at her own, and quickly started mentally comparing herself to the other girls in the room.

There was Tania ... she had a fairly nice rack, though of course they weren't as big as Hailey's. Still, they weren't bad. To Hailey's surprise, Tania's eyes were where Hailey's had been a few seconds ago, staring engrossed at their teacher's rack. Hailey moved on to her next friend, Freia. Freia's breasts were quite small, but then Freia was thin and wirey, and larger breasts would have looked out of place on her. Not, of course, that it would have bothered the guys. In fact, the contrast of the large breasts on the smaller body would have looked better even than large breasts on a larger build. Hailey spent quite a while imagining that, until Freia caught her glance, and sent her a puzzled look. Hailey shot back a "Nothing, nothing" look, and Freia seemed to be satisfied with that. Next to her sat Gemma, sitting on her hands, sitting in the perfect position for Hailey to see right down her top. Yes, Gemma had quite a nice pair, but really, they couldn't compare to Hailey's.

Hailey looked down at her own breasts. A C cup, she was quite well endowed. Not the biggest rack in the school, but definitely one of the nicest. No sag, no cellulite, nothing wrong that she could see. In fact, Hailey reasoned, she could probably quite safely go without a bra. Her nipples, completely erect (as they were at the moment) might give her away, but that could happen anyway, depending on which bra she was wearing.

"And so if you'd like to all go and get changed, I can take you through the routine." Ms Hullins said, snapping Hailey out of her trance. Hailey blinked twice. She had almost managed to hypnotise herself with her own tits. What was happening? Oh, right. Getting changed. Hailey hurried down to the change rooms, a step or two behind the rest. Before she left, she could have sworn she caught Ms Hullins staring at her boobs.

Down at the changing room, there was a sort of electricity in the air. Hailey could feel it the second she took her bra off in the middle of the room.

"Uh, Hailey, what are you doing?" asked Laura. "We're only getting changed into our leotards, there's no need to take anything else off."

"Yeah, I know," she replied, "It's just so good to swing free once in a while. Besides, does it offend you?"

"Not exactly..." Laura replied. "It's just a little weird."

"Lay off her!" cried one of the less popular girls in the room. "It's not her fault she has nice tits, is it?"

"Yeah! I don't mind if you take your bra off, Hailey." another girl chimed in. "Your boobs are really nice."

"Gee, thanks Cass." Hailey replied, smiling. "That's really appreciated."

Nothing more was said about Hailey's breasts, though all eyes were on them while she got changed. It was like there was a spark in the air, and it made Hailey tingle all over. To show that she wasn't at all embarrassed about her breasts, she didn't put a bra on before returning to dance. Laura looked at her strangely, but didn't comment. The girls walked back to class, Hailey's boobs bouncing freely.