Each day I would eat breakfast with the girls, then they would go to the beach. I would go down a short while later and trudge around the dunes lookin... for nude sunbathers. Each day at the end of my beach time I would spy on the girls for a few minutes daydreaming of Tori's perfect butt.On Saturday the pattern was broken as the girls and my Aunt went shopping for shoes in South Portland. I stayed behind and talked with my mom for a short time on the phone. She'd been talking to my Aunt and I. My shirt was pulled back further and further and my bra just couldn’t cope either. Eventually I was just topless and the boys just had their hands all over me. Not just over my tits either, they were rubbing my back and shoulders, along my arms, all over my body.This pack of schoolboys was oohing and aahing as they got to run their hands all over me, their coins in a pile at my feet, forgotten, as the whole scene took on an unreal, almost out of body experience.I could almost look down on. Gordon, Barry and Mother had warned us that Dad wanted us to go and live abroad somewhere with him. They told us that Dad only wanted us to go with him to spite Mother, they said we'd never get to see Mother again if we chose to live with him." Bugger yes, that old boy asked us who, or actually where we'd prefer to live with," Peter exclaimed."Dad, honestly, you hadn't bothered to come see us, or even write. Peter and I thought that if you really wanted us then ... well at least you'd have. "Neither do I," she whispered back.He could feel her lips moving next to his and by tilting his head ever so slightly their lips brushed together, lightly, so softly it was almost like brushing up against nothing. Featherlight, their lips brushed together, back and forth. Then she moved and their kiss was no longer soft and gentle but lips crushing against each other. Nesho groaned into his mouth and he suddenly felt her tongue touching his lips, forcing its way between them and into his mouth..