" I roll my eyes again when she calls mesissy while we turn around from the swing set and walk towards the backof the house seeing Miss Healy waiting ...or us."Hurry girl's lunch will get cold," I hear her call us both girls againwhile baby Tina lets go of my hand and start to run towards her mommy.Even though her running is barely faster than my slow walkingI giggle seeing baby Tina's dress flying up in the air as she tries torun while she is showing off her diaper. The closer we get I see. We laughed and giggled about all the fun times we had in elementary school. I revealed that I had a crush on her since elementary school. She was more than flattered at that gesture. She asked me what I liked about her the most. I told her I liked her personality. I also liked the way she smiled and laughed. Her response was flirtatious, but in the same token it boasted a hint of playfulness. She leaned in close to me. I seized the opportunity like a special OPS solider ready to capture the. Then she ”accidentally” droped her car keys, and bent over to pick them up, her ass of course pointed towards the hunks. As the ”struggled” to find the keys, she thought about just how small the bikini bottom was. In this position, the men could probably see at least the outlines of her vagina. ”All the better” she thought. As she picked up the keys she turned around, and saw that all 8 men had left their weight stations and were now walking towards her. She started walking again, away from. ”“What the hell are you talking about? You’ve never written a book,” Lara dismissed, looking at me funny.“I know, I was just joking,” I said hastily. “But I thought your essay was going to be an all-day event. You could’ve come fishing after all!”Lara grinned impishly. “I was entertaining a guest.”Oh, of course. That’s why she stayed home. I should’ve guessed, I suppose. Images of them fucking flashed through my head, but I hurriedly pushed them aside.“Pete was here,” I observed evenly.Lara.