I climbed in on the passenger side and I noticed she wasnt wearing any pants. As in her bottom half was nude. Her clit bar shined in the sunlight and ...he exclaimed in a sexy voice, ‘Pants aren’t allowed in my truck today!’ I sat there confused thinking that this rule only applied to her. ‘Paul, I wont move this truck until you take your pants off!’ I quickly obliged and was growing nervous with all the kids now flooding out of the school doors and getting in their parents cars. She shifted her. ”“The Sullivans?”She nodded. “And we bought me a new suit since I wasgrowing and, well, developing.”“Boobs?”“Yes, silly, boobs.” She giggled. “You may havenoticed. I was probably a 26-A at the times, somethinglike that, little nubbins, very cute, teacup size Iguess, maybe B-cup. Anyhow, I wanted a Baywatch suit,a red one, one-piece, tank, you know. I’m sure youremember. And Mom bought it and a nice cover-up too.”“Of. Though I was sure I knew, i had to ask, "Hey Jonathan...can I ask you something with you getting mad?" He just smiled, "You're gonna ask if I'm bi?" I was slightly shocked he knew what I was thinking, though I guess I had been giving off a quizzing vibe for quite sometime, "Well, yeah, I just wasn't sure" I replied. He placed his hand on my leg, it jumped a little from the unexpected touch, "Yeah, I am, I thought it was kind of obvious" he chuckled. He could tell I was straight and had. He threw those out and shoved me into the tiny little space. Umm I get a little claustropho– Shhh he said, putting his hand over my mouth. He stared at me. His eyes were so deep and his mouth was tantalizing. Lowering his hand, he slowly brought his lips towards mine. He didnt want to fuck. He wanted to make love. There was something about him, though, that pulled me in, some strange quality that forced me to kiss him back. I tore my lips off his and slowly moved down. I pulled his pants and.