Delicious Illusions Behind Glass Walls

*Facepalms* I never thought it could get so bad.  There is this beautiful girl where I work who is suuuuuuuuper sweet.  She’s petite, has a nice hour glass shape, beautiful long hair …….. and breasts.  Omg her breasts are playing games with my mind. On her small frame they look huge! But I keep telling my self that they’re not big because from some angles they look normal for her petite frame. But yet………. I turn around again and her breasts are like KAPOW! They look so BIG. Every time I see her  I… can’t… stop….. looking…. at …. her…. chest!! It’s Horrrible!!!!! *dies* Then my heart saddens because I can’t enjoy, I could never touch, I can’t mention, and I know there isn’t even the remotest chance of anything happening between us. She’s of another faith, She is very religious, and she’s soooooooooooo sweet and innocent I’d feel wrong. Then plus the rules of the work place. But omg she is so pretty and wonderfully shaped. Sometimes I think life is getting an orgasmic kick out of torturing me.