<strong>"More importantly, this shirt is in the way!"</strong>Unlatching from your small teat just long enough to do a double somersault off of it, twirling in the air before falling back down head first under your sailor uniform. Wiggling under the cloth and re-latching back onto your small breast, moaning with delight and rubbing the hard nose part of his fluffy doll face back and forth across your nipple, this time unmolested by a shirt in the way.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh yes.... much MUCH better! Well it <em>could</em> be better, but you are still a growing girl after all. Oh yes... such a growing girl you are..."</strong>