" Odd how? In my eyes, every single one of your friends are odd." I rolled my eyes."Hey, I'm serious, all right?" Shelly became serious as she warned ...e, "She kinda gives me the creeps. There's something about her that I don't like, and I don't want you to be with her alone if you can help it. If she ends up joining in a group conversation or something, maybe it's fine... But don't hang out with her by yourself. I don't trust her."The sudden seriousness in her tone made me second-guess myself. You know where to put him,” said a voice Howie didn’t recognize.Howie was pushed forward. He stumbled over the uneven ground, but managed not to fall. He was getting better at that.“Dummy, you get to put him in the shack.”“Why me?”“Because I said so.”Howie was pushed along some more. He managed to keep his feet under him.“Don’t open the door, yet!”“Why?”“You don’t have a hood on,” Gramps said.“Why do I need a hood?”“So that they can’t see your face when you open the door. You don’t want them. Something hot touched the naked part of my butt. Two handscrawled over my belly, one went forward, scooping under my top, andformed its way around one of the pendulous orbs of flesh and siliconethat brushed ever so close to the sheets. Broad, rough fingers foundtheir way to either side of my protruding nipple and the hand squeezedgently. I leaned back slightly and pulled my flimsy top off over myhead, exposing my breasts fully. His other hand found its way in theopposite direction, and sneaked. "I think that our little pony is very pretty!" said Barbara as she stoodback to examine me. My own opinion disagreed - I had no such fantasyabout becoming a pony girl!"I think, that our little pony is really, really cute!" exclaimed Sheilagrabbing me in a hug, and kissing my cheek across the straps."I always wanted a little pony of my own - but Daddy wouldn't give meone!" Sheila's chest heaved in confession."You agreed to share her with me!" Barbara reminded her, and Sheilaturned to kiss.