I got out of my room and went to the bathroom. Passing through the living room, I saw Liam sleeping on the couch. His morning wood was clearly visible...in his white undies straining to get out.“He is probably fantasizing about some girl,” I chuckled to myself as I got in the bathroom. I closed the door tightly and hoped no one would come in, since the lock on the bathroom door was broken and dad hadn’t come around fixing it. I got in the tub and turned on the shower. I started rubbing soap all. I felt bad later, when I found out Keane's father had died of a rare disease he'd contracted while he was off in the Peace Corps, being a better citizen of the world than I was.But I didn't give the poor schmuck any more thought, then. My mission was clear, at that point. It wasn't to bow out gracefully anymore. Now it was to make friends with Keane.Fortunately, kids are like dogs. They have this built in ability to sense whether someone is a good guy or not. They can be fooled sometimes, but. He just watched the sweat build between her breasts; just watched those oh-so-long legs flex and kick and spread... he stared at her pussy mound without registering it.And then snow.He even stared at the snow for a while, slowly masturbating, heart racing and face burning. Guiltily, he turned off the tape, and looked over at the wall-clock. Two hours? It hadn't been that long, had it?He was tempted to re-wind the tape and watch it over again when the head- lights of his mother's car flashed. ” I told Rick, “Do you want one?”“You’ll hurt Vicky’s feelings if you go get your own. Just walk over to the pool and tell her you’re ready for another one. Tell her, don’t ask.”If that was the part I was supposed to play, I was determined to do things right for Tina’s sake. I took a deep breath and walked over to the pool, “Vicky, I’m ready for another drink.”“Yes, Sir.” Vicky called back to me, and she immediately began crawling out of the pool. When she’d dried herself a bit, she hurried.