The three of us were sitting in the picnic area of our university in between classes. Just Eric, me, and Tom the fat Star Wars obsessive who I previously had tried to avoid. The only other student in the park was Marie Jordans, asleep on her back in a lounge chair. I had occasionally seen her in the halls and had been working up the nerve to ask her out, but never got around to it. She looked beautiful in the sunlight, in a white blouse and short floral skirt, as her large breasts rose and fell as she breathed. Eric had been staring at her for several minutes, and walked over to the sleeping beauty.
"Nice, huh?" he said indicated her chest. I had noticed them too. Firm and round. He looked up at me.
"Dare you to cop a feel."
At first I didn't think him serious.
"And end up suspended for sexual harassment." I said. "Not a chance."
"She'll never know, she's that overachieving type. Up all night studying. She's out cold." Eric said. I waved him off. "If you don't, then I will."
Tom and I protested fiercely, but it was no use. He cupped her right, then left breast with his right hand, smiling at us.
"Hard as rocks."
"Get over here! You're going to get caught!"
"She's going to wake up!" exclaimed Tom.