There is a pussy between my legs.I tried to calm down but that thought kept echoing through my head and itwas making me hornier. I felt a warm and wet...feeling emanate from mycrotch. Oh shit, I was getting wet.The teacher walked in and began our class, but I was distracted by thenew sensations coming from my pussy. I squeezed my thighs together tryingto fight it off but then I felt my nipples begin to harden. I touched oneof them through my shirt. It was growing! They were poking out of mychest. As these thoughts hit him they bring other thoughts to the surface. Thoughts of his mother who since her husband left her has raised three young children by herself all the way into adulthood. He remembers all the things his family has been through all the places they have lived all the jobs his mother has worked to support him and his sisters. His sister... He can't help but smile as his slightly sleep fogged thoughts turn to them. Jane who is a year younger than himself is the definition of. I remembered well the disorientation and nervousness and even fear I felt that morning. I saw it on Lisa’s face in those moments.We both checked in, picking up our race bibs and timing chips. We walked around the staging area, looking at the display tables that had been set up by the various local small businesses sponsoring the race.When I checked my phone and saw that it was 20 minutes before the start of the race, I motioned Lisa over to a nearby curb. We both sat down, and I put in my. "Sue said, "We didn't bring swimsuits?" Then let's go buy some. Come on, I'm flush with cash I won in Monte Carlo, so I'm buyin.' Let's go get some sexy swimsuits for you ladies."We went to the lobby where I asked if they had any swimwear in their shop. When they said yes, we headed straight there. I told the guys, "Get some trunks and we'll go upstairs and let the women do their thing. There is beer up there waiting for us, come on."It took us five minutes to find our sizes in some obnoxious.