"You don't think I was about to take credit!" ... since the CLODs..." The who?" Mason asked. She's the more typical cheerleader type, I guess you'd sa..., only smarter. Showing off naked was old stuff for her."Look at the banner," I urged, giving a wave, trying to keep my balance as Matt drew my lacy panties down so I could step out of 'em, tripping as I did. That got a bit of a laugh from the group, especially when he "accidentally" caught me by my naked crotch to steady me. Wow! He could've. "Dare," I said slowly and my tongue felt thick in my mouth. "I'm Dare. You, uh ... You should leave." Yeah. Come on, dude!" The other one liked looking at my pussy too, but he was watching Bush closely. "Let's get out of here."His friend was ignoring him though. "Dare? What kind of name is that?" the boy asked, smiling just a little and Bush took a step closer so that he stopped smiling. "You live around here?" Over there." I didn't point or anything. "You better go, okay? We don't like you.. . No, that absolutely was NOT ok. I once knew a white woman who did that and it ruined her life. She had a black lover and the word got out when she was seen leaving a hotel with him and that was it. She lost her friends, her family turned her out, she lost her job, she became non grata everywhere. Eventually she just moved to England where, I was told, she almost immediately took up with a black guy THERE. And got pregnant. She just loved them and she reached a point where she just. I dropped the post and met Heather and Lara by the central loop that remained in the water, and gasped. The water was alive with a seething mass of treasure, living silver coins that flashed in the faint starlight. It was a year’s worth of sustenance. Lara quickly waded out to where she had left the net and bucket.Upon returning, she held the bucket out toward me. Then she gently dipped the rectangular bracket into the school of herring and lifted out a quivering load of them. Heather had.