We're not talking shoplifting or shaking down some kid for his lunch money. We're talking RAPE, which is right up there with murder."So we're not talk...ng a few months in county jail. At eighteen you're old enough to be charged as an adult. That is not handled in juvenile court, where you might only get boot camp. They'll try you as an adult, and you'll go to state prison, not some cushy juvie facility. You could go to prison for a very long, hard time."Think! You're young enough to be real. "And I'm Serena," purred the other. "Miss Presswell, this can't be theyoung man you promised us who would be helping us for a few weeks inPretty Boy?" Oh, he's so handsome Miss Presswell," gasped the other, dipping at thewaist with enthusiasm so that her tits nearly fell out of her blouse,"tell us it is."Alicia Presswell sniffed and fluffed out the pink ruffles on the front ofher blouse. "I'm afraid not, girls. Master Jason doesn't want to joinus." A-Ah!" said the college student, wagging his. Pretty soon we had enough boys and girls to organize a touch football game, so we moved up to a grassy field and played until we were all exhausted, hot and thirsty. On our way past our campsite, I stopped and picked up some Gatorade for the four of us to chug down before we started in on the beer.We ran down to the beach and jumped in the water to cool off. Most of the guys were wearing either swimming trunks or cutoffs, and we had shed our shirts during the game. The girls usually had on a. I hope you enjoy and cum back soon.___________________chapter one________________________________I looked out the window, wondering when we'd arrive at Gwean's house. I've known her since sixth grade and have always found her very attractive, even in sixth grade she had the hour glass figure. Now it was her eightteenth birthday and i was one of the only people invited and today i planned to-"Here you are Patrick." I thanked my mother and jumped out of the truck. Gwean and her sister, Noel were.