Then, out of the blue, looking at my chest again, she then said purposefully, "You may not be finished developing yet. They might not have grown their...full size already." "I doubt it," I replied. "I'm thirteen; I'm pretty sure they're done. I mean, you're my age, and you're done developing, right?" I think so." She kind of hesitated. "Look..." And then, suddenly, she began to take off her tanktop. My heart stopped. "Jen? What are you…?" Her tanktop was now off, and a pink bra was revealed. I. After we went out for dinner and had a good meal at the local pizza joint we returned home. We relaxed with a couple of beers and watched the tube for an hour or so. Then I looked over at Amy and gave her a grin. She blushed which always made me want to kiss her. Then I got up and I took her hand. We went into the bedroom. I sat in the easy chair we had in there and watched as she took off her clothes. "Slow down, Amy. Let me look at my baby. I love your body." So she did. She did a sort of. "When do we start?" Samantha asked, opening her menu. I stared at her; she noticed the silence and looked up."You've taken care of everything, right?" she said with a shrug. "You're paying for the lawyers. You have everything I need to get what I deserve in the divorce. You're willing to give me a toy to play with. You're not bad looking, and you must be a fantastic fuck or that bitch wouldn't have enjoyed being cropped by a stranger."I raised an eyebrow. Samantha looked over her menu again. Helga had as much of one as I did, but she was still up and dressed before me the next morning. Our wagon had been parked near Mom's and she hit the ground smiling the next morning."I could tell you and Helga got along famosly last night and I'll bet most of the camp knows it too. Don't let it get your goat. The women all know you're something special now and the men will catch on soon enough." she said, and I guessed Helga did get a little loud a time or two.There was a little confusion this.