Now her titties were naked. She carefully examined them with her fingers. Each one had a pert berry of a nipple at its center and was supported with a...firm little mound of titty flesh about as big as a fat strawberry. Maybe Mom would get her a bra soon. She touched them gently with the tips of her fingers and noticed that when she tickled them just right the tips got harder and stuck out more. It was sort of like the way they looked in the winter when she got cold. But she'd never noticed she. I would almost call it dorky or else not intentional sexual or even feminine. Occasionally, though, for work or some other function, her rarely seen tight fitting outfits only added to my conviction of her flawless body. She often walks her to little dogs in sweats, but again, occasionally I'll be lucky enough to spot her eatable behind in yoga or stretch pants, after which I regularly masturbated. I should note here that the admiration was two-sided. Sarah often "dropped her keys" when she. The shoot was fun, if a little embarrassing. She hadn't done anything like this before, once after she asked Zack if he wanted to sleep with her and he said he wanted to wait, she had done a sexy little dance for him and taken her top off but there hadn't been any cameras. She had tried to think of all the sexy magazine photos of girls that boys like to put on their walls. She got so excited she even let him take a couple of her topless, for his eyes only.The day after school ended she packed. But not today! "Revenge is a bitch," I gloated.He smirked. "You got lucky punk. Now c'mere!" He reached forward and began to tickle my waist.......my weakness."NUUUU! No stop! Peter! I swear to god-HAHAHAHA NUUUU"He laughed at my feeble attempt to fight back. I heard my text alert go off on my phone so I pushed him off and checked it. It read-GET HOME NOW- dad I bit my lip. Peter noticed the concern on my face."Hey," he said. "What's wrong Tia?"I wiped away the tears forming in my eyes..