We put on our bikinis and went out to suntan and swim for a bit and listen to our iPods. Stephanie was soon her bubbly self and we were giggling and h...ving fun. I got up and showed Stephy the new eight-counts I had learned at dance class and we talked about the new summer dresses in the shops at Santana Row. Stephy had bought a new pair of cream-colored platform sandals and I told her how cute they looked. Since Stephanie is a year older than me she really rocked her bikini with wider hips and. At least we were not alone in being new."Okay class, we have three new pupils joining us this year." My new form teacher was called Mrs. Cross, a large woman with an air of somebody who didn't want to be there. She pointed at me first. "This is Harry Borland, Gene Brooks and this is Mary Roché. I am sure you will make them welcome."If she was sure, then boy, did she not know her pupils. It was clear that we were not welcome. Gene's dad and both Mary's parents worked at InfiDim and so we all. She was suprised to learn that Kim had observed most of the same thingsand even some additional things that she hadn't. "Actually, I caught himwearing my panties a few days ago, Mary. I was going to tell you, but itlooks like you beat me to it," Kim said."Mary.. I don't know but.. well I think.. I mean it's like he's more likea girl than a guy," Kim said. Mary gulped - visibly. "Im afraid.. he doesact that way sometimes." She stammered. "Maybe we should let him be whathe feels inside when he is. She kissed her way down to my stomach, and then quickly removed her own clothes, standing naked beside me. She straddled my waist again and softly kissed my neck. Her teeth gently grazed my shoulder as she pulled the bra straps off my shoulders with her teeth, I shivered at the feeling. “Mmmm” a soft moan escaped my lips and she smiled in response. Her hands slid around my body and quickly and confidently unclasped my bra, in a way only a woman would know how. She flung the bra across the room.