"It's Bobby. Why won't you talk to me?"No answer.I plopped onto my butt and stared at her. She didn't move. I noticed the zipper on her shorts was low...red halfway and remembered my father had re-dressed her the previous night. When I pinched the shiny tab to raise it, Mom finally showed signs of life. She covered my hand with hers and pressed it against her crotch. I yanked my hand away. Mom's arm dropped back to her side and her face resumed its zombie-like stare.A noise caused me to spin. Just as she had been yesterday morning, standing in her bedroom window, staring straight across into my bathroom. Surprised, I stopped drying myself and looked back at her, covering myself with the towel. She seemed to be wearing the same pink vest top as yesterday, but today had light blue panties on. And her blonde hair, I noticed, was this time platted into two pigtails, and her pretty face was expressionless. For what seemed an age, we stared across at each other, neither of us moving.And. If anything could make her best friend’s little breasts that prominent, imagine what it’d do for Leanne. David’s new love had more to work with than either Avery or Kristi.Leanne bit down her jealousy. She knew she loved David and knew David loved her. Knew it. What kind of high school girl could be as certain as she was? What adult woman? What wife of fifty years? She wasn’t going to get catty about David’s friend. Even if there was something between Kristi and David, and Leanne couldn’t prove. I wanted so much to stay out but my eyes kept drifting and I could stand it no more. I said good night and made my way up to my room to get ready for bed. I couldn’t help feeling annoyed that I never made it longer, who knows what could have happened later on. I decided to take a shower before bed to get the smell of sun tan lotion off me and jump into bed. As I lay my ears began to twitch as I could hear giggles and whispering from the pool below. The girls must still be out there. I lay and.