She hugged the jacket around her, and walked ahead. I felt like such a shit for being moody with her. “Hey, Jess-” “Just leave me alone, we do...'t have to talk to each other, okay?” “I wanted to say sorry. I shouldn't have been a dick to you earlier.” “No, you shouldn't have. You were a huge dick.” “Nice to know you agree,” I muttered dryly. Jess looked at me and giggled. I stared to laugh too. She was so beautiful when she laughed. Even with soaking wet hair. Her green eyes sparkled with life. It took another hour for us to wake up enough to jump into the pool.After a quick, lazy swim we went to a café to get some breakfast. Ryan got me to wear my bikini top and underwear thong. I just couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.With some food inside us, and feeling a little better, we walked along the sea front and then back along the beach. I had to keep pulling the thong out and down as it kept creeping forwards and up giving me a front wedgie and a couple of young men noticed. Of. “I didn’t know you were going through such a tough time. I don’t know why boys are ignoring you. You’re cute and you’re smart. The size of your tits shouldn’t matter to anyone. Although, I remember what it was like being a young guy. We tend to think with our little head more than our big head when we’re young. Any guy who is avoiding you because of the size of your tits isn’t worth your time so don’t worry about them. Personally, I always preferred smaller-breasted girls. Your mother. As I walked down the driveway a gust of wind blew my robe open, exposing my naked body, I quickly grabbed it and tied it closed. I looked up to see Mr. Hardy smiling. He tipped his cup and said, "Beautiful day, beautiful lady." Then he winked at me. I continued to the mailbox and got my mail and headed back into the house. I sat back down at the table looking out towards Mr. Hardy's house. I noticed he was adjusting his pants and didn't seem to be very comfortable. He had his newspaper open.