"Have you seen my bras?" asked Matt. "I put them all through the wash this morning and now I can't find any. You know Mom doesn't like me going around braless like this at all, and if I try going to school like this again, she'll kill me."
Jon stared at Matt; or more specifically, Matt's heaving bosom. He had a pair of at least H-cup breasts contained underneath a skin-tight, low cut black blouse. Jon could also tell that his brother was indeed braless. Those must be heavy, thought Jon. "No, I haven't," Jon said. It was technically true. After all, he couldn't have seen bras that hadn't existed a few minutes before.
"I'll check with Zoe," said Matt. As he turned to leave, his boobs bounced and jiggled with each step. "I just can't see how I'd misplace something like that. I have the biggest boobs in the family; its not like they could have been mistaken for someone else's."
