I was impressed that she stayed in the bathroom, talking with him. Soon she grabbed her wine glass and disappeared but soon came back in with the glas... full again. She went back into the bathroom talking with him the entire time. She sent me a text asking me how long until I would get home. I told her I thought it would be about 30 minutes. She asked me to text her when I was pulling into the driveway. This made me wonder but it also got me excited to know something might be going through her. ’ He grins, sticking his pinky into my navel again to demonstrate. ‘Why do blond girls have sore belly buttons?’ He pauses for a beat waiting for me to respond. After a bit he realizes I’m not going to say anything so he delivers the punch line. ‘Because blond boys are stupid too!’ He declares this little tidbit proudly. I groan and roll my eyes heavenward. ‘Oh, that’s awful!’ He raises himself up, kneeling between my legs and I get an eyeful of his nice bouncy erection. There’s a drop of. You stole from Slut her smarts. You mademe dumb! An idiot! You took from me everything that was important, evenwhen I was, as you say, like you." I -" But you know what? You know what?" I took another step forward. "I'mnot like you. I'm nothing like you. Slut was a better person than you'llever be. At least she treated her friends properly. At least she didn'ttry to steal her best friend's boyfriend, you colossal heartless bitch,no matter how much it hurt, no matter how much she just wanted to. Topless sunbathing wasn’t unheard of on the development and wasn’t officially prohibited but it certainly caused a few eyebrows to be raised. If her breasts had been anything but tiny, there might have been complaints, but there were none. I was amused to see one or two of the other female sunbathers follow suit an hour or so later, much to the delight of the teenage boys who by now were permanent fixtures by the pool, even though the breasts on display belonged to women twice their age.In.