I asked him what he was doing here? He said that when his sister was at gymnastics with Liz and Sissy, he would sneak over for a swim once in a while....I reminded him the dangers of swimming alone. He asked if he could come in the water. I thought for a minute and said, have you ever seen a man naked? He said yes, his Dad a lot and could not wait until he was as big as dad with hair down there and all. I said I ask because I am swimming nude, no suit, skinny dipping and if you won't tell anyone. So it is walk in the snow or not at all. Crossing Memorial Drive I turned upstream toward Harvard Square. The air was still and fat flakes drifted slowly past my eyes. The temperature was not far below freezing, but snow was starting to accumulate, and as the river narrowed it began to skin over with ice. A few disgusted ducks stamped across ice to open water, and a dozen or so seagulls stood stoically, apparently waiting for spring. They couldn’t want it more than I did. The forecast was for. ”I beamed at him. “Why thank you. You don't think it's too much?”He shook his head, his mouth half open.I felt his eyes on me all the way to my school. He couldn't look away. He wanted me so bad. I grinned, my pigtails dancing about my shoulders, my backpack bouncing on my back, my breasts heaving. They wanted to escape my bright-green bra and blazing-yellow crop top. More and more boys were following me as I approached my college. Keith, a friendly guy with glasses, pushed them up as he stared. Her legs were long considering her height that was saying some thing 5ft. they were gourges smooth and soft. Now your probally thinking what have I got to do with a 5ft goddess. Me being average joe and all. She is best friends with my sister and was constantly over so we got to know each other. One night when she was over we were watching movies in my room b/c I have the dvd player and sound system. Anyway I laying on my bed and trying to watch the movie but my eyes kept wondering to.