It took me almost an hour to make my selections. Every time I tried on a top and appraised myself in the mirror, I asked myself, “Would I have the g...ts to wear this around the house?” I selected four tops and a rather revealing bikini.When I put my purchases onto the counter, the owner of the shop looked at the tops and then at me. She’d known me literally all of my life, as is often the case in small town Texas. She looked like she wanted to say something, but settled for giving me a scolding. I think it is so special! I had to special order it to get something extremely thin and so lightweight that I can't even feel it when I wear it." She held it up with her hand inside. With a twinkle in her eyes and a thin, broad smile, "See? They really are not transparent, just a bit translucent. Daring, not slutty even if they are fully exposed - which they will NOT be tonight!" Yeah, right!I'm very sure that isn't true. In fact, the crotch was cut much more narrow than her usual bikini. It. --------------------Over the next several periods Jarod slowly came to a conclusion. His newschool sucked just as bad as his old ones. The classes were the usualboring stuff, taught in the usual boring way and with none of the otherkids bothering to talk to him except for the occasional "Hi." All thetypical cliques were around where they'd only hang around with othersinside their own groups. And unfortunately Jarod knew very well that hewas part of a group as well. A group of one. The new. Unless you have read it, this wont make much sense. I walked into the house. Only to be met by Mark and the man holding my panties. I was petrified. They just looked at each other, smiled and said, "We've been waiting for you" Before I had a chance to respond Mark's mouth was on mine, kissing me passionately and deeply. His tongue was pushing and urgent. He bit my lips and moved down to my neck. Licking and sucking as I let out a deep moan. My skirt was torn from me and exposed my wet shaved.