Brenda swam with elegant long strokes, covering the short distance in no time at all. As she swam she noticed a shoal of silver fish dash by, followed...by some more exotic looking angel fish. Feeling suitably cooled off, Brenda stepped out of the sea, reached for her towel and patted herself dry. As she was doing this Max appeared carrying a sack of fruit in his left hand and a selection of other exotic fruit in his right. He lay down next to Brenda. "Nice swim?" "Lovely thanks, how did you get. Saints be praised. He listened to Hamish MacPhearson tell him that she was alive, but he almost didn’t believe him. He knew alive didn’t mean unscathed. She’d probably been beaten to submission long ago. If she were even able to walk, it would have been a miracle unto itself. But when he saw the movement in the window, he’d known. She was alright. She wasn’t dead or maimed. She was alive. A shallow breath escaped him and he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Looking at Hamish, he sighed. ‘I. " Don't get mad, but it seems she and Jessie have been messing around a bit." What d'you mean, messing around?" You know, kissing and that. But Jess has been feeling her up too according to Jo." Shit! I did wonder about Jessie a bit. She is always staring at girls' pictures in the magazines. I'm really sorry; didn't Jo like it then?" Oh, I don't think she minded, probably quite liked it, but was a bit confused. She's only 13 and a bit young for her age." Yeah, I know she has a few learning. I didn’t tell anyone he added, as that would spoil it and he wanted to continue enjoying it. He boasted in saying that he matched Jim stroke for stroke, and managed to shoot his load at the same time. Jim in her cunt and me in my hankie was how he put it!i wasn’t sure about whether this was true. I admit the scenario aroused me. Somehow it seemed odd, Jim was an ugly bloke and she was really nice quite fit. I didn’t want to say anything to her. However, next day Marilyn told me she had an.