Chapter 8: Stay Chaste, Get Laid Off

I could not for the life of me figure out Aria Tesdal's cup size. If Ashley Shaw was a 34C and Colette Warth a 36D, then by comparison Aria had to be something like a 42F or a 40G. Did sizes even go that high? I had no idea. I only knew that even through the bra she felt springy and soft, as if my palm had sunk into a sponge. Even the plainest woman was still a woman. The moment she took the initiative, a blaze roared up in me. What was more, that softness came with cold, hard cash to back it up....