After five or ten mins I heard the girls giggling and couldn't belive my eyes when I looked back at the two girls who had a hand in each others pants....WOW, what the fuck are you girls at???''We can stop if you'd like, but it is pretty nice''Hell no girls, you just carry on but I have to tell you that we're heading straight to my place now'How I didn't crash that night is beyond me but I made record time getting home, all the time watching the girls as they played with each other. I watched as. After lunch my bad mood broke as I ended up out back by the pool, lounging on a lawn chair and soaking up the sun. I was finally feeling better, laying there in my favorite white and very tiny string bikini. I had my earphones in and was listening to some Bruno Marz.I wasn't paying attention to much around me until my cousin plopped down in the chair next to me. My head turned instinctively to look at him and I almost creamed myself. My cousin was even hotter shirtless. In fact the only thing. "I refuse to dress like I was a girl! And nothing anybody can say or do can make me!" "Then, I shall pray," the strawberry blonde said, closing her big blue eyes. "Praying is both saying and doing, even when you do it silently!" Carla told her, reframing her vow. "That is for God to decide," the 23-year-old woman said humbly. "God!?" Carla felt guilty at just the mention of the name. God knew the truth, He-- "God knows I'm not a girl! And He knows that I didn't want to be a girl! --I have. 0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin: 35.4pt; mso-footer-margin: 35.4pt; mso-paper-source: 0; mso-gutter-direction: rtl; }P.MsoNormal {FONT-SIZE: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; DIRECTION: rtl; FONT-FAMILY: "Times New Roman"; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: right; mso-style-parent: " ; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"}LI.MsoNormal {FONT-SIZE: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; DIRECTION: rtl; FONT-FAMILY: "Times New Roman"; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: right;.