Jodie was out enjoying her daily jog. She was 25 years old and loved to work out and show off her magnificent body. Her breasts being especially large seemed to attract the most attention. She knew they were jiggling right now,

much to the delight of the men passing her on her run and then envy of the women, or so she supposed based on the

nasty glares she got from them. She suspected many of them secretly wanted to bang her too, but that would be

reserved for her boyfriend, if ever she met one that could handle her. Jodie was a true ball-buster. Not in the

sense that she hated men, but that she thought kicking men in the balls was funny. She enjoyed it, but it also

frightened off most potential male suitors.

Her present roommate, Knave, was no stranger to Jodie’s playful ways. Knave was also 25 and worked with Jodie at

the ballet. One time Jodie publicly busted Knave’s balls during a recital of the Nutcracker Suite, landing on them

“en pointe” tippy-toe style as he lay prostrate on the floor. Another time she caught him exercising naked and