As the younger son, I was allowed to indulge myself in whatever made me happy or caught my interest and fancy.I was a decent sailor, able to make my w...y competently, in anything with sails that was under sixty feet in length. I could swim as well as anyone I knew, and I could dive beneath the waves and stay under for two minutes or more on a single breath. Climbing the palm and coconut trees was easy for me, and I had hunted the wild pigs with success from the age of nine. I knew everyone on. It was a couple of days before I was to leave for school when I saw Kayla and her mother shopping, probably for school clothes for Kayla.I ducked so they couldn't see me. I saw Kayla walked into the dressing room with an arm full of clothes and when her mom walked away I snuck into the women's dressing room. Thank God there weren't any other women in it. Kayla door was unlocked as I snuck in."Rob! What are you doing here? My mom will have you arrested and kill me if she see's you in here." I. I shook my head, then meekly said good night, went slowly into my room – then closed the door, quickly stripped everything off, dumping it on the floor. I raced into the bathroom, splashed some water on my face, rinsed my mouth, ran a brush through my hair, then sprinted to the adjoining door. If he thought I was going to quit now…I took a deep breath, then quietly pulled the door open, and padded into his room, naked.His back was to me, he had his shoes and socks off, and he was just taking. They stopped and Randy spoke. "Hey Fatso, desperate enough to go after the Weird Sisters?" The cheerleader bathed in the glory of her mate's wit. They walked away pushing out laughter.Melissa giggled. Sarah chuckled. Freddy fumed. Sarah tugged him down to whisper in his ear. "Amy told me that scrawny ass cunt always complains about Randy's puny size and premature ejaculations. Besides you know she can't hold a candle to Melissa. Melissa's prettier, has the best body in school and her character.