I hear ya, Wrestler. My next door neighbor was this outstandingly beautiful brunette cheerleader - maybe 5’11” with perfect breasts (I remember us talking in the summer after I made the team and her in a tight white t-shirt and those nips all perked up - there I go with the nip thing again). Quiet and intelligent, not the stereotypical bubblehead. Yes, she was rare.
Anyhow, she was about 3 years older than me (she a senior) and I’d just sit there and look at her on the bus (back when Mommy and Daddy didn’t feel guilty for not buying their kids a new car for school!). Ohh, those were the good days. Better if I’d have had her, though.
Needless to say, those vibrations and that sight of Amy gave me that crushing erection. And you know how you had to walk with the books in front of you!??!
-BH