”“Three. Those aren’t really suitable. I wouldn’t wear them comfortably with a skirt and definitely not for work.”I said, “Heather, there�...�s nothing wrong with what you’re wearing.”Heather was looking toward me and the house. She gave a careful, small wink. “These aren’t mine. Beth lent them to me. My dad’s idea of shorts shows my bottom cheeks.”“Okay, shopping we will go. You’re old enough to make decisions about how well you will be covered. You are a nice-looking girl but you shouldn’t show. I was beginning to really enjoy standing under temperature controlled water. Maybe it was because it was the closest to perfectly controlled outside skin temperature I ever got, or something else technical like that. I couldn't quite rationalize it that way completely. I decided that morning, that I would like to put it down to previous pleasant shower memories.Now you would think that it would be the memory of a man or woman, but it wasn't. It was standing under the hot water upon my return. I was shocked I looked over at her she smiled I smiled looked away quickly as so no one would notice. She held on to my cock and squeezed it. My cock was getting hard in her hand as she moved her hand up and down my shaft slowly as to not let anyone else know what she was doing. This kept happening through out the night. Around 11 I went into the house to peewee. When I came out of the bathroom there she was standing at the bathroom door. What the fuck is going on I said, she smiled grabbed. I've seen her flirting with guys around. I don't mind her doing it," Pete said. "If she can flirt with guys what's wrong with me kissing girls. I wasn't going to have sex with Kim. I don't like Macy's attitude." Oh, I'm sorry." I'm going to Dorothy's birthday party on Sunday. Maybe I will get to know some of her friends." Who's Dorothy?" Oh she is from my high school. She was on the cheerleader team," Pete said."Your high school cheerleader girlfriend?" I asked."No, not her, we're just.