Amy walked out of the room still blushing a deep scarlet and then groaned, "He was cute before..." She muttered slumping against the wall of the hallway. "But now...." Amy trailed off blushing deeper. "God I want him!" Amy cried out into her arm. "Are you ok?" John asked hearing the screaming. John panicked, "Are you ok Amy?" she cried out still surprised by her new high voice. When Amy didn't respond the second time John ran out of the room to see Amy hunched over in the hallway. "You ok?" John asked putting a hand on Amy's shoulder. Amy looked up and blushed, "Your bra-it's....." John looked down and shifted uncomftorabley. "Yeah about that........" John muttered blushing as well. "I was wondering if you could help me with this." Amy laughed still red as a tomato and John looked away blushing. "Or n-not," John muttered and Amy laughed harder. "What's so funny?" John asked squeaking in embarrassment. Amy stopped laughing, got up and embraced John rubbing her breasts against hers. "You know I was thinking...." Amy said "What if we skipped the party and made out instead."