She was as lean and firm as I imagined and she looked at my junk and smiled. “I was was spouting off when I told asshole how much bigger you were. I... seems I didn’t have to exxagerate much. Let me help you in, honey. Then I’ll wash your back.”I settled in to the steamy water with a sigh. It was a whirlpool so I turned the jets on to ease my sore body. She lathered my back slowly, then pressed against me and used her chest to wash me. Her gentle dragging of those hard nipples across my back had. We all want to be loved.” Fiona replied, somewhat dreamily. He realized that she was lapsing into that state of distraction, and she seemed to realize it too, catching his stare. Her cheeks seemed to darken like shadowy twin flames with embarrassment. Almost, the thought came back to him that she just wasn’t interested, before he realized he’d been down that path before, and been completely wrong. Remembering that strange comment back in Jenny’s room, things clicked. Really clicked and fell. “What the hell?” Mason yelled at us as we surfaced.“Hey Mason. Hey Trevor,” I said as I smoothed my hair back with both hands to draw their attention to my chest. “You guys oughta start a band!”Bethany giggled because it was fucking absurd, but that’s the kind of shit we had to do to get the attention of guys our age. Play dumb, pretend they were cool, and show off our boobs. I hated it, but I didn’t make the rules.“Totally,” Bethany said with a grin that barely hid her sarcasm. She reached. "Okay give me a few minutes to dress," he said.I went over to open the house. I left the bike leaning against the rear of the house. When I went inside, I noticed it had a definite chill about it. The apartment hadn't had that much chill when I left. Sometime during the night the apartment's furnace must have come on. The house had no heat source and it was noticeable. For the time being I planned to use a couple of electric ceramic portable furnaces. I could pick them up for about a thousand.