While doing this the sun had come out and he was getting hot and sweaty. The girls Betty and Sandy, 18 years old, had come out to sunbathe by the pool...in their bikinis. They were twins , not identical, tall brunettes with long legs. Mrs Bolders made lunch for them she was dressed in denim shorts and a singlet which barely contained her big boobs.As they ate together at the picnic table Betty said that he had done a very good job of trimming some of the bushes maybe he could trim some others. "A young lady would wrap thetowel around herself higher up, so that her boobies wouldn't get cold.You need to start thinking like a girl. Now dry yourself properly and putyour bra and a clean pair of knickers on so that you don't catch cold."When I had my undies on she handed me what looked at first a bit like anelectric razor. "It's an epilator. Use it every morning to keep your legshairless." Although my legs still felt very smooth from the creamtreatment the evening before, the epilator. The teacher was getting punished. The irony of it! I was called to their desks multiple times under the pretense of doubt solving.I was greeted with slight brushes of hands on my back, stomach, neck, arms, armpits. The brushes were getting harder with time. What started under the pretense of unintentional brushes soon became hard and heavy groping of my pussy, waist, nipples, ass, lips, neck, etc.It was almost lunch break and I was about to heave a sigh of relief thinking at least things didn’t. We meet at the coffee shop, both of us smiling happy to see each other. A hug and touch of hands is exchanged. Sitting down in the corner in comfortable chairs, like old friends catching up, telling stories, touching and smiling at each other. I wonder if I should ask or will she ask first about what is no doubt on both our minds. Eventually the discussion is turned to PLAYTIME. We both are excited and we have some frank discussions, she is my friend and I know that she has recently.