George is starting to show some character now and is coming out of his shell. He is coping better with Rachels teasing!He suddenly stands and starts w...lking away."Where are you going?" Rachel asks him. "For a wee." He answers. Rachel looks at me. "George. I think it only right that you wee on me and get your own back." What?" They both say in unison. His cock immediately starts standing to attention again. "Really??" He asks."It's only fair." I reply! I put my underpants on the grass and sit on. Imagine me being able to tell my listeners the details about that! "Well, I met them. They gave me a ride into town from one of the trail heads. They had their babies with them." Everyone knew the two girls had insisted on keeping their babies. I had never gone through a pregnancy or given birth. But I could believe that most women would refuse to give up their baby for adoption. "And I met the father the next day." I could imagine after droping that tidbit that any one of my friends. Since I was having my study leave, I did not have to go to college. I stayed home looking out of my window to catch every glimpse of Radha. She noticed me watching her and started to come out of the house more often. Then by evening she was sitting outside the house and she started to massage her legs. She pulled her sari up and started to massage her legs. She was aware that I was looking at her. Since they had some trees in front of their house, nobody could see her except me. After sometime. As I begin soaping-up my breasts, I caress them gently, pulling at the nipples; continuing from where Tony had started only minutes earlier. Soft moans fill the shower stall. My fingers continue to roam, to soaping-up my pussy, my ass, my legs. It feels so good and my moans and purrs only increase in intensity as my shower begins to become a form of masturbation.Closing my eyes, I let myself go…I’m startled as the bathroom door opens and quickly awakened from the stupor I had been falling.