She positioned herself like she was before except this time her left leg, with bent knee, was pulled almost all the way up against her tummy which spr...ad her ass wide open to my gaze, almost, in my mind, like an invitation to me. I could see the outline of her panty clad pussy quite clearly. Oh my god!….there was a large dark, wet spot (from my wet pre-cum?) centered on the panty material over her fat lips. I figured that since there was already a mess on her panties that I might as well go. "You did a good job with thecharity thing and the car parking thing and your other stuff...so if you wanttoknow what your reward is then stay. If you want to leave and join that otherdick-head, now's the time. After this, there is no turning back. You will doas you're told." No one moved. (I stayed, because I was curious and a little too nervousto do anything but stay. Plus, I had made it this far.) "Ok, eventually the party starts to slow down, so my dad came up with asolution. You see, you. ”“You do? I’d like to see that,” he said. A girl ... she can’t be twenty ... with her own shop? Yeah ... I’d like to see it.“When do you want to go?” I said.The cannon match wasn’t until Sunday.“Now?” he said. Let’s see what kind of excuses she can come up with to stay here.“Come on ... I have to tell the girls where I’m going.” I told him. “I should change out of my shoot clothes. Jeans and a shirt would be good. It might be cold up here but it’s hot down below.”I stopped at the lodge, changed. I was supposed to meet him there. I went into my closet and pulled out a hot pink bikini a pair of cut-off shorts and a white tank top. I pulled my long hair back and put on just a touch of make-up and headed out to the quarry. When I arrived at the quarry, Kyle was waiting on me. He had on a pair of jeans and a blue polo shirt. He almost looked like a different person. We had to park about a half mile from the quarry and walk alongside the railroad tracks to get to the swimming hole. I.