I reached up her shirt, feeling her sides as she held my head. Y= bathing suit? xnx “How did it feel? What it said made my heart stop. She covered it with her hand for a second before withdrawing, her face deep red. X = hair brush? “We had better study, or mom will find out. The stair squeaked slightly so I quickly withdrew my hand. The sun was beginning to set and I began to gather my things. I was in awe, she had a high tan line from her time on the water, her small freckled pale perky breasts stood out, little pink eraser nipples at attention. “ok maybe more” I wrote, I took it back again
“and am definitely going to be thinking of the brush next time”. She turned to me and undid her fly, and slid her jeans down to her
