She could of been a super model or Volleyball player. Just hot.She ran her hands slowly over the top of her breasts by accident. Doing that adjustment...thing that women do--I looked down at her breasts and looked away. She then pulled a suitcase in front of her legs. It blocked my view and made it really hard for anyone in the station to see her body.I went back to the laptop and working. This time, I made a real cellphone call. I blocked her out of mind. And yet...the smell of her perfume was. No matter how thin his father sliced his allowance, Claude still managed to buy the latest CD or the newest pair of jeans. His father wanted him to get a job, at least something for the summer, but Claude hung around with the boys in nearby Newark, and he almost got into a lot of trouble doing so. He guessed that his father’s discipline, while unnerving, also kept him out of trouble with the riff-raff with whom he caroused.Claude’s best friend at the time was a tall, lanky street kid named. .. go ahead.” Kara looked at Bill. He was afraid to say anything. He could tell that Kara was actually considering it. Kara looked back at Tommy. He still wasn't completely okay with Kara getting naked in front of his cousin but he was resigned to, maybe even excited by, what seemed to be inevitable. Kara was going to do it, but it had to appear natural, not something overtly sexual. She reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. Treading water, she shrugged the straps off her shoulders and. Bill had known of girls his friend had dated after his discharge but the relationships usually didn't last long. Bill had asked Tim why they didn't stick around one time. The two had been watching a ball game and had just started their second six pack of beer. Their slightly inebriated state did add some ribald overtones to the conversation but it was serious none the less. Tim was very heterosexual and his Presbyterian upbringing in central Wisconsin had instilled a code of conduct that he had.