Was he waiting for evening, when his people had told him I was certain to be home?Too many questions, no answers at all.I decided to give it up and go...home. Brownie probably needed a walk, and I didn't want dog poop in the hallway. I was actually on my way when my cell rang."Jack, you must come home now." It was Spook, of course; but I thought I picked up a note of urgency in his uninflected simulated voice."I'm close," I said. "Five minutes, OK?" Spend your time," he told me. I guessed he. She had not stirred one bit.I slid into her panties and ran my finger over her landing strip. I knew it was wrong but I really wanted to feel her pussy. I lifted one of her leg and bent her knee so her legs were open. I stroked her pussy lips before sliding a finger up and down between them. She started to get wet. I kept going and began to play with her clit. She still did not stir. I ran my finger up and down her slit a few more times and was surprised how wet she was. I slipped my finger up. Sullivan. They were able to swim around for about 10 minutes. Shannon saw that Alice’s nipples were hard and started to stick out through her suit. She knew that her pussy was starting to get wet too. The girls swam laps as auditions for the swim team. Shannon was the fastest swimmer there. Next it was Alice’s turn, she swam fairly fast but barely made it onto the team. When the session was over Mrs. Sullivan posted the top 10 swimmers that made it onto the team. Both the girls were ecstatic to. Dexter had enough to worry about without beingworried if his girlfriend could deal with the events as they began tounfold.Angela did know that she felt a deep compassion for his plight andwanted to help soothe the emotional distress she knew was feeling nowand the horrible things that may lie ahead, yet she would have to beenergetic and positive about pushing him along."I'm so glad he is not caving on this," she thought seeing her mangiving in to being a woman easily might be too much for her.