"I asked, "Where is the coach while all this stuff is going on?" He's in his office. He can't come into the girls' locker room." You don't have a seni...r or the team manager watching over you in the locker room?" Connie asked."Candy is usually in the equipment room, making out with her girlfriend."Connie chuckled. "I see." There was a pause and then, "What can we do to help?"Donna said, "I don't know. Some girls are always making out or doing something else in the showers. I wouldn't mind if. I think it would be better if I just left, so you and Noel can -" You fuck around with my woman, on my boat, in my fucking bed, and think you can just walk away? Sit right there, keep quiet, and maybe I won't kill you."Noel said "It wasn't his fault, Mort. I invited him." I know who's fault it is." He grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly to her feet, and then he pushed her forward so she was bent over the bed right next to me with her ass in the air. Her ass cheeks were criss-crossed with a. As babies, and little girls, they were considered the cutest in the neighborhood. As they grew into young womanhood, ‘ravishing’ became the only word which could appropriately describe them. With long flowing naturally blond hair, sparkling blue eyes and what could only be described as ‘perfect’ five foot seven inch feminine figures, the two identical twins were nothing short of ‘knockouts.’ But on top of that, they were intelligent young ladies, good, although not great, students – studying. I was too keyed up at the prospect of getting back out on the water to bother protesting her “kids’ remark and before long we were off, waving to my mom and aunt back on the shore.As I drove off, Sam sat up front with me while Kristi and Mike stayed in the back. I could see in the rearview mirror that Mike’s hands were starting to wander more and more over Kristi and needless to say she wasn’t doing anything whatsoever to discourage him. Somehow she slipped her hand into his tight swim trunks.