She plunged her right hand below her ass, lifted the leather strap that ran down her crack and began massaging her rosebud with her middle finger. She...moved it around her pucker in slow circles and within minutes she was biting her lip to avoid crying out in elation.'Fuck! So good!!! But I better put a condom on or this is going to be a huge fucking mess...'She summoned every ounce of her will and released her rapidly stiffening rod. She reached over the bedside and fumbled around in the dark. From under the bed she produced a pair of black patent leather thigh highboots. The heels had to be 5 inches high. The boots matched the widebelt she placed around her waist wich was similar to the one I wore. Shetucked a small white cloth sack into the belt and it just covered hervisible pussy lips. Over the top she wore an open red velvet fur trimmedvest. The vest covered her nipples but didn't stop the obvious jigglewhen she walked. She did her beautiful long blonde hair into a severe. Preparing herself for Xavier’s ridicule, she surfaced, but couldn’t find him anywhere. Had he left? “Xavier?”The reply came when she felt his hands on her back and rear end. He burst from the water beneath her like a missile, picking her up and tossing her a few feet away with a splash. She gave a shrill yelp when he sent her airborne, and upon rising to the surface, she splashed him. She didn’t do it out of rage or frustration, but out of some kind of childish instinct. Laughing, Xavier. Every night only increased our longing.Once school started we saw a bit less of Tameka, who found a community college and continued her studies in accounting and business. Monique and I were now juniors, and most of our female friends told us that we were perhaps the two most beautiful girls at the school. This did not seem to carry over to the men, as we found that few of the boys spent much time talking to us, and wondered about that until Monique happened to be passing by the men's locker.