Okay, so picture this...
I'm about 18/19, at uni, relatively sexually inexperienced, and am loving my life. Drinking, parties, dancing, and I'm kind of sort of almost seeing this guy. Basically we get drunk and grind on each other in clubs and then walk the streets in the middle of the night talking about all sorts of mad tit.
Then one night we go back to my friend's place and we're all (like about 5 or 6 people) hanging out in her room in the dark and people are having whispered conversations and dropping off to sleep and me and the guy are lying down on the floor under blankets which is obviously something only people with teenage skeletons can do, I wouldn't be able to get up if I did it now.
Anyway, he kisses me and it turns into a little giggly whispery snogging session. And it escalates from there and becomes a bit of a minor grope.
Basically he touches my right boob for about 30 seconds and then he makes this noise.
Obviously everyone's all like, "is everything alright?" and someone turns the light on and he's bright red and awkwardly rearranging his jeans and mumbling that he probably should head off now because he has to get up in the morning.
And when he's gone I sit there on my own and think, bleeping hell, this tit is powerful.