" Can I lick the oil off of your face? Just so we can save the napkins for later?" No, you can't. You didn't bring me all the way out here just to get...me alone and be fresh with me did you?" She sounded angry."No, I was just kidding with you." Oh, well, too bad then. I was kind of hoping that you had." And, don't you think, just because we're out here all alone, that I'm going to let you get fresh with me again. I haven't forgotten last night yet." I smiled at her, wanting her to know that I. It was kind of a fun experience andknew I would have a lot more of them.Tricia introduced me to all the girls and showed me my duties. "Petespeaks very highly of you," she said. "I can see why you are just histype."The first week all I had to do was answer the phones and learn my wayaround the gym. After a week of healing the following Monday, I learnedthat in addition to answering the phones I would have to take potentialcustomers into the sales-room, help measure new clients and any other. I gently force her right leg out of the underwear, causing Laura to spread herself before me. I slowly run my fingertips through the small strip of hair that has just become exposed. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. My fingertips work their way down, gently caressing her soft outer lips. I rub all the way down her slit and slowly come back up, probing deeper into her folds. A shudder runs through her body as I slowly insert my finger into the entrance of her soft, tight. Who is she you ask? Well when I was in puberty, Louise was Marys younger sister. Mary was my age 15 and Louise was about 14 at the time. Mary was the one, all of us geeky boys lusted after, she was the looker, but would never give any of us the time of day, let alone go out with us. Mary dated older boys the ones that had cars. Louise on the other hand was more of a tomboy, and easily hung around with us and was pretty much one of the guy's.This had started to become a problem that summer when.