One of those printed labels that are used when kids go to sleepawaycamp. On the tag was written "Marcie Johnson." The bikini was Marcie's.She must hav... forgotten to take it when she vacated the room. I put thebikini back where I had found it and I wondered if she would want itback. If Marcie called up asking for her bikini and I had taken it andit wasn't where she had left it, my mom and dad would know that I hadtaken it. Preoccupied with these thoughts I went downstairs to eat.***During dinner. I stopped thrusting for a moment as she quivered and held me tight, my swollen cock buried deep inside of her."Oh... yes," she moaned quietly.I felt her moving again and resumed my thrusting, her legs pulling me in as she whispered in my ear."Yes, my tutor, yes... give me your love."I felt the pressure building and pushed deep as my cock exploded inside of her, filling her with spurt after spurt of steaming cum. I shook and my knees felt weak as I climaxed, my face buried in her neck. The scent. “I thought I’d wear that black skirt with that top you reckon suits me, you know, the black one with the white floral design on it, and then its just got to be my knee length fuck-me boots wouldn’t you say” you shouts back, “What about you then?”“As little as possible” was all the reply she offered.Five minutes later and Lucy was at your door, giving you a view of what she had decided on, a very short tight black skirt and cropped top, with slightly more subtle footwear than you have decided. 'Why would she tell me about her red bra and thong?' I thought to myself, 'And why would she tell me to fuck random girls? Was she hitting on me? Naw, that can’t be it. She couldn’t be implying that she wants to fuck me. She’s like 15 years older than me, though she definitely doesn’t look it. There’s no way. She’s just a flirtatious woman; a free spirit. You saw the dildo in her drawer.'I convinced myself that a woman as hot as her, with her luscious round breasts, tight full ass, long blonde.