Samantha was not your typical band geek; in fact, she was more like your typical cheerleader instead. She was absolutely gorgeous, but dressed just sk...mpy enough to tease every young teenage boy…and maybe the occasional 40 year old man. Now, I have always seen the attraction of soft young flesh, but I never really saw myself as the type of man that would actually pursue it; but when I took my place on the other side of Samantha on that bus, I couldn’t help but be captivated by her. She had. She continued to top up my wine glass questioning me on my young life, I guess the wine loosened my tongue. She inquired if I had had any boyfriends to which I quickly said no saying I hadnt had time for that sort of thing, she pushed further and I confirmed that I hadnt had a relationship at all, she nodded and commented on me being a virgin still at twenty one what a rare thing that was these days. I eventually realised the time and offered to help her tidy up to which she said no she would. Fortunately the taps on the bath were set on the side allowing us to sit opposite each other in comfort. Abbey's feet were tickling my thighs as her toes wiggled, her legs stretched out. I let mine slide along the bottom of the bath, along her legs as I stretched mine out also. It felt wonderful. We just sat there, smiling, looking into each others eyes for an age. It was so intimate and peaceful, I could have stayed there forever. The steam created a shifting, translucent curtain between us,. She'd missed today's episode of her private little show.Kerri couldn't even understand why she'd become so attached to her neighbor's morning routine. One morning while making breakfast, Kerri noticed the top of someone's head in the backyard next to hers. With the tall brick fence, Kerri couldn't see much. Therefore, her curiosity led her to head upstairs to see who her new neighbors were. Her only wish was that her female neighbors didn't look better than her and pose a threat to her.