I learned to just be myself and I was some what popular, for being the fat kid. In high school there was that one girl who was just very nice. She was...the girlfriend of the star athlete, whoever it was at the time. She was a cheerleader and she was never mean to a soul in her life. She was kind and helpful. A real girl scout. She was nice to me and of course I had a huge crush on her. Her name is Erin.Erin was perfect. In high school she had long blond hair. A nice set of jugs and long legs,. "I want some quiet for once, I had a...rough night, and I think Alex would appreciate it as much as I will."James wondered what she was wearing outside his vision. He wanted it to be nothing, her breasts to be still bare, the nipples hard and her pussy dripping from last night's rough activities. He imagined burying his face in her crotch, lapping up her juices like it was Ambrosia...He shook his head, clearing his thoughts, realizing how stupid he was. His sister was still a virgin, and it was. I crept downstairs and covered Carls still figure in the blanket and then looked for the remote to turn off the tv. As the room plunged into darkness Carl asked “aren’t you forgetting something?” I nearly jumped out of my skin and Carl reached out to me touching my leg, “sorry I didn’t mean to frighten you but I didn’t want you to leave without it”. “What do you mean” I asked and Carl smiled at me then reached for my hand and pulled me onto the couch he was still laid on. It was then I. The next day, Saturday was very weird. What we three had been doing was hanging over us, but none of us spoke of it all through the day. I spent most of the day catching up on washing and ironing, hanging out in the kitchen with my ironing board, dressed in a string bikini top and some old blue jean shorts. John and Jessie spent most of the day raking leaves and getting the yard ready for winter.John and I would kiss and fool around a bit when he passed through, but we never let things get out.