That year, I was in my first year of junior high school, and my neighbor’s sister was a year ahead of me. At that time, flower growing was very popular in the village. It just so happened that my family had flowers, and my sister often came to my house to look at them, because one of the pots was planted by both of us. It was a summer afternoon when my sister came to my door as usual to look at the flowers, which were placed next to a concrete laundry table. She was wearing a flowery dress, a pair of sandals, and her breasts, which were just a little developed, looked like a hill of beans. When I was checking her out, she called me over to look at the flowers, so I went over to her, and she pointed to the flowers on the ground and said to me, “You look like you’ve grown a little taller”. “No, it was this tall the other day,” I replied. “No way, it has grown taller, I can’t be wrong”. After saying this, she leaned down to look at the flowers, and when she did, she could see her whole breast through the opening of her round neckline. Her breasts were small and her nipples were a little dark and dusty from the fibers of her dress. I couldn’t take it all at once. The bottom of the pants was a bag. Her face was hot. She leaned over to me and said, “Look, it’s really grown. I didn’t have the heart to look at the flowers, but I stared at her breasts and said back, “Yes, they have grown, and they will grow again. It was the first time in my life that I saw a girl’s breasts, and I was particularly excited.
