Her loose shirt hung open and Ned could see all the way down between her dangling boobs to her shorts elastic waist band. She stood and selected a ste...per facing Ned’s treadmill. Brooke had exercised a full routine this morning unknowingly under Ned’s daydreaming gaze. For her, this time was not about the rigors of the exercise but her display while doing it. She set a slow pace and her body’s bobbing during the routine set her unfettered breasts shaking beneath her billowy tee shirt. Ned could. She’d stop every once in a while, mostly to examine something interesting, whether it was a gathering of toadstools or an outbreak of wild poppies. I admit to laughing when she was startled by a red squirrel sprinting across the path and up a nearby tree and then chittering angrily at us until we passed. Thankfully, she seemed amused as well once she realized she was in no danger.Eventually, we reached a place where we could hear the faint sound of water falling. Summer paused, turning towards. That can't be right... twenty years old?But it must be, even if it couldn't. Twenty years a virgin. Her magic must be awesome!And that's when the mission truly struck home, and I remembered the Captain's words. We were going to be traipsing all over the countryside, fighting where and when we must, following where she might lead, for the sole purpose of saving Reanna's privates.I got over my own shock and tuned in on the combination of muttering and speculation around me. Shut 'em all up with a. That's how I've always understood that "Come here" finger motion. So what could I do? She was about halfway across, on the far side, and I started swimming, but I hadn't been swimming that long, so I really wasn't that good. Right after I started, she lazily headed for the far side. Of course she made it before I. She helped me out of the water, and said "Nice try. Maybe next time you'll catch me."Since it was closing time, and it was Friday afternoon, I really had no reason to stay any later..