She smiled to herself as she ran her fingers along the threadbare surface of the towel, as if she was caressing an old friend.She sat down carefully o... top of it, her gaze turning to the surf ahead of her. The soft crash of the waves on the shore made her feel sleepy, but she resisted the urge to nap.If would be any second now and she didn't want to miss it.She remembered the first time she came out here. The cold wind was blowing in off the water, pushing the heat back in land.Behind her were. ''You don't look like a lesbian.' I blurted out without thinking. For one moment, I thought she was going to throw us out. 'Sorry, sorry,' I added, 'I didn't think.''I know, I'm not butch; it just isn't me.' She turned back to the boys. 'And I see your condoms in the bin all the time, and little empty packets of lube. From what you've said, that's been going on longer than these ladies have been round.''You boys have sex?' I asked.'They've never done it in front of us,' added Tiff.It sounds. It was early and it would be easy to get a court. I needed to take out my anger on something and it was either pound tennis balls or pound her. I decided to pound tennis balls first and pound my balls against her butt later.She agreed to the tennis game and said she would pack a lunch so we could make a picnic of it. She was good at that sort of thing. Joyce made a lunch of hummus and pita with assorted sprouts, rabbit food if you ask me, but I was getting used to it and I really wasn't. " Her parents were away for the weekend, and we thought her brother would be in town all day. It appears we were mistaken. I watched Jenny leap out of the pool, enjoying the rear view of her dripping body as she dashed to a chair covered with our clothes and snatched up her damp panties. I climbed slowly out of the pool, far more carefully than Jenny had, making sure I didn't catch the rock-hard erection protruding from my groin. I stood and walked toward the chair, water dripped off my body.