You were now a woman, full of life, and very tired of your parents protective nature. "It's too dangerous" wasn't in your vocabulary - nor was "watch...out for savage Indians"!As part of your duties, you had to wash the clothes of your entire family of 7! This day, you didn't have laundry on your mind, as you were ready to "unwind". One of the few pleasures of this dusty dirty life was taking a bath. This day, the waters of the little creek somewhere in eastern Wyoming were unusually clear. It was a style she knew well since she wore thongs almost exclusively - unless it was that time of the month.Janet let her hands slide up Sherri's thighs until her fingers reached the small garment. As she hooked the straps and began to pull them down, she noticed a tattoo. A small upside-down rose was tucked in near the crease separating leg from groin. Janet wondered at the symbolism as she dragged the thong down toward the floor.Janet didn't let go of the skimpy underwear when Sherri stepped. The more the merrier!"The guys around her cheered at that, and she gestured for me to come into the room. Then she took the dick back in her mouth and began sucking. Tim told me to get undressed and do her. I had heard of group sex before, but this was Linda. She was in my history class, and I had spent many boring lectures fantasizing about what she would look like naked. I wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this. I pulled my polo shirt over my head and tossed it aside as I kicked off. The girls, Sharon and Beth, looked at each other and giggled. Both of them nodded agreement and the other guy (Dave) wasn't about to wuss out. So, high ho, off we go, as we all slipped through the dark headed toward the cement pond.The girls were wearing loose tops, apparently with no bra. Shorts and sandals finished their ensemble. Us guys both had on pullover tee shirts and shorts. We didn't have to worry about not having swimming trunks.There was some dim lighting in the pool area- not much,.