"She helped me out and had me sit down, there was a towel for drying feet and she started to clean and dry my face, "You better get out of those cloth...s, quickly before it burns."I helped her with my soggy skirt and the tiny buttons on my now ruined blouse, and she loosened the bra strap and helped me with my panties. "Stay there, I'll get some things, dry yourself quickly, God, I'm so sorry" she lied."I'll get these washed and find something fresh." she lied again as she scooped up my clothes. Well of course I writhed and vocalized some urgent sounding noises rightafter I saw her. I knew almost as soon as I started doing this that it wasabsolutely pointless, but it seemed like the...expected(?)...thing to do. So I kept trying to convey that I didn't like this experience atall...which kind of sounds stupid when I think about it. If someone tookthe time to create this kind of bizarre set-up, I think that "they" wouldalready know I wouldn't like the experience. God, I'm like. Rascal had turned off all of the outdoor lights off, so the moon was providing all of our lighting, which cast a wonderful effect on Rascal as she swam. As Rascal was swimming her laps, I sat down at the pool stairs staring at the stars and wondering how long it would be before I could convince Rascal to get a blanket after our swim and have some fun under the stars in the fields behind the house. However, as I returned my eyes back to Rascal, I clearly saw that she was well ahead of me in. Joana just smiled as she slowly leaned up and kissed him, pressing her soft lips against his. Thomas who was just as nervous as he had been the first time that she had kissed him, didn’t really move his lips. “Thomas.” Joana gently pulled back and looked up at Thomas. “Open your mouth a little." She told him as Thomas gulped and slightly parted his lips. Joana smiled and leaned up again, this time sliding her tongue between Thomas’s lips. Oh, my god… Thomas closed his eyes. His heart raced.