) I lived (and live) in a country in South America, let's keep it anonymous, and I went to the best school there. Reality was, I HATED it, and the rea...ons were other than people who looked at that muscled rugby player would think.I was a punk, and believe me, that's nearly unheard of in this unnamed South American country with very old standards. People would have been even more amazed to learn the truth because I was what they called a "ladies guy" that is, I was constantly dating girls,. We talked for a little longer as we stood in the water. Her friends were watching her and giggled a little but she didn't seem to care. She was definitely young. She had grown up in Miami and had just graduated from high school. She and her friends were getting ready to go off to college in the fall. Her name was Kelly. I was amazed at how well Kelly could carry a conversation. We continued to talk and realized we had been in the water for close to an hour.We walked back to our. I just like being outdoors and not cooped up in that motel room. I heard some people at the store yesterday talking about a park just outside of town? I guess the river runs next to it or something?" "Oh yeah, Burris Park. Yeah I know the place well. It's a popular recreation area for the town. Want to go there?" Tommy asked. "Yes, it sounded lovely," Rebekah said. So Tommy headed for Burris Park and about 15 minutes later they were passing through the gate to the park. "So do you want to see. As Cindy shifted her position to get comfortable Henry became aware of her breasts as they rubbed against the side of his chest. His heart began to beat a little faster as he asked himself if Cindy knew what she is doing. No, she must not know, Cindy wouldn’t do things like that. He didn’t really care, he just sat there and enjoyed the feeling of them.Without moving her head Cindy looked up into Henry’s face to see if there was any reaction to her rubbing her breasts against him. Well, if he.