" Oh thanks," said Kenny, looking at her taking a phone from her purse andtyping on it. "Wait....What are you doing? Is that my phone?" Yeah, I'm just...deleting your voicemail recording, so when you leave amessage it only says your number and not your pre-recorded message," saidTrisha, typing away. "Unless you want to change it to say Kendra andrecord something cute?" Ahhh...and why would I do that?" stuttered Kenny nervously."I guess you wouldn't just in case your boss calls, or maybe even. Hergrades plummeted she couldn’t concentrate buther art teacher said her drawings were getting muchbetter.A few days later, one of her classmates, a boy namedKip, found her mother’s lost earring. “What’s sospecial about those earrings?” he asked.“Nothing,” she replied.“But what’s the big deal? Why were you so upset?”She tried to speak she wanted to tell himeverything: that the earrings belonged to her mother,and if she could. But before that, we wanted to taste the ocean on our bodies. We all took off our clothes and stripped to our underwear.We all had got into the water, but I could not see Sheetal anywhere. All of a sudden, I saw someone. I just couldn’t stop ogling at a sexy babe walking towards us. A sexy girl with awesome bouncy tits in a lacy two-piece black was walking towards us.It was Sheetal. I had an instant hard-on looking at her. Though I had fucked her last night, she looked stunning today in that. A rip of fabric cuts the quiet as her night clothing is abruptly torn to her waist. Katherine gasps at the violence of the act, in the blink of an eye her pendulous breasts have been laid bare. She stiffens in silence, a slight tremble in her knees. Blood rushes to her bosom in the newfound cold. Her nipples stiffen. The men study her exposed flesh. Katherine makes no effort to cover herself for fear of reprisal. She fights the urge to recoil as Quincy traces a finger around one large areola..