"Ok ... let's see what we can find for you" I said to Peta.I thought that she might resist, but I was very surprised when she put her hand in mine and...we walked down the mall in search of the beach wear stores. It didn't take long to find one."May I suggest a sarong like Tess's one ... of course minus any bra or panties" I added with a smile. I was surprised when I got a nod and a smile. It took about 20 minutes before she settled on one. With her deciding to wear the sarong out of the shop,. She cast off the flimsy sheet that was all she seemed to need for night-time covering nowadays (do I even need that?) and stretched her naked body, abandoning herself to the blissful enjoyment of being twenty four years old and totally - but TOTALLY - fit and healthy.She sat before the mirror and contemplated herself. Still that hair on her legs! Still the unshaven armpits! Must get them seen to - I suppose! Oh I don't know. Got to like the wild look, somehow!!Into the shower. She pulled on the. . PLEASE!".Well I was dumbfounded, if only she knew that there was nothing I would have wanted more in the world than what she just asked! But fearing being jailed as a paedophile, I protested that I couldn’t POSSIBLY do such a thing. With that, she got straight to her feet, giving me a full view of her glorious body from my still-sitting position, but instead of loosing her nerve and running out the door as I half expected, she turned and ran straight up stairs! She paused briefly at the top,. It wasn't supposed to be this way. She had invited me over to her place,She had told me that she had noticed me watching her at school, and Ithought maybe She was interested in me too, I had thought wrong. In mymind the word she was capitalised when referring to her, just like him iscapitalised when referring to God. Another car drove by me now honkingand hollering out the windows. No words this time just meaninglessnoise. When I got to her house She invited me to use the pool, but Ihadn't.