I hopped off of mass transit 45 minutes ago at the western deep urban hub of the Valley and witnessed the following vision of juggery.She was Hoodperfect, a skinny 5-9 darker Beyonce lookalike with flawless braids and a awesomely overdeveloped chest for her featherweight build. I literally did a double take when I spotted her and immediately had high school flashbacks of the "big-titty-girls" as we used to call them in Jr. high. ( See if there were two Tamaras and one was filling out nicely she was dubbed Big-Titty-Tamara where the other one was just Tamara and not small-or-no-titty Tamara).Her hood perfection showed from head to shell-toe. Thats right she was rocking flawlwss white old-school Adidas Superstars (a personal turn on in itself) to complement her white/baby blue terrycloth Roc-A-Wear sweatsuit that fit perfectly every wear except at the bust where it jutted out a good 8 inches and the zipper was pulled taught between her boobs. She was an easy 40-42 inches around in a D cup. Apparently I wasnt the only one who noticed as she attracted the unwanted attention of 2 Jr. thugs and ducked into the corner store for a giant ice tea and a Newport. Upon exiting, she hopped the next bus out of sight. The bus driver was so stunned he failed to notice the lit cigarette in her right hand ($100 fine) and the iced tea in her left (another big no-no).