Angela sighed as she began to pack her suitcase. The thought of spendinga two week vacation under the same roof as 'that annoying brat from nextdoor' ...illed her with dread. "This year I'm going to stand up for myselfmore," she thought to herself. Thinking back to last year, the first thatthe two neighbouring families had vacationed together, she cringedrecalling just two of the assorted tortures she had to endure. Now thatshe was a year older the thought of having coloured drinks. She had an athletic build that was a perfect fit for her body. She was about 5.4 and 120 pounds. Very beautiful dirty blond hair and her ass was perfect. Her boobs were a solid B cup and possibly C in some stores. None the less they were amazing.Now i can remember the day perfectly, we were in school when i got the text that she was pretty close to being ready to have sex. I ofcourse was so excited but she said i couldnt tell anyone. I knew it was gonna be the day. I had practice after school. .. or of that first, unnamed pub in which he stopped to collect his thoughts and found that it was easier to keep on drinking than to think.The patrons of Manny's or the Iron Key or Proud Mary or the other bars along the boulevard are typical New Yorkers. They've heard it all and seen everything and take with cynicism and boredom the tales that outsiders bring to the brass railing. But they shy away from Neal Court, sensing in some inexplicable way that there is a deep, black grief which is. “Seriously? I thought Mom--”“Don’t worry about Mom. She won’t know, okay? Our secret. I want to see you in a thong.”“See me?”“Here is the deal. You can get several thongs, different kinds, like 6 of them and --”“Seven!! One for each day!” she said excitedly.“Oh, okay, seven then. And when we get back here you’re gonna model all of them for me. I want to see how they fit, see how they look on you.”Roxie looked deep into Karl’s eyes. She got it. Her clitoris was starting to tingle.“And then I can.