I turned a corner and my eyes fell onto a male ass. His swimsuit was around his knees and he was banging into someone whom was bent over the hood of o...e of my classic cars.“Having fun?” I called out.“SHIT!” They both screamed. The boy jerked backwards and turned around.“Robbie?” I asked.“Hey man. How’s it going?” He called out with a sheepish grin, clearly drunk.“Doing good.” I replied, looking down at his partner. It was a very thin girl with long brunette hair and clearly NOT Gwen. Her bikini. We formed a quick bond. I didn’t know why but our chemistry was just right. I’ve never met such a sexy, intelligent, humorous woman in my life. There was something in the way she looked at me with her eyes that drew me into her. Her napkin slid off her lap onto to floor. She leaned forward to pick it up. Once again, I received a peep down her blouse. She looked up at me as she sat up again and gave me a little smirk. With that she readjusted her blouse and pulled the collar wider and unbuttoned. What if something happened and we had a fight? What if we never talked again? The thought of losing Julien as a friend made me keep my feelings in control - there was no way we were becoming anything more than friends. And yet, here I was - lying on a bed, with Julien on top of me! It started last week, when I had come over to his house after school. We went for a swim in the backyard pool, and I noticed that he was unusually touchy. During our games, his hands would wander more than usual, and. She quickly realized that she had been hired for her rather impressive body, and not her brains, and no one seemed to think it odd that the stacked bimbo at the front had to be completely retrained on the switchboard after two weeks vacation. That night she learned that Kara-Ken hadn't made out as well. She apparently had a job as a bank teller, and found that without any experience and training she had been completely helpless, finally quitting near the end of the first day. Luckily she had.