Here are the rules," barked the holder of the bullhorn. "The object of this game is to see which team can make the longest clothesline, that is, the l...ngest line of clothes and/or people down the middle of this pasture. Teams will start at the same point and lay clothes in a line along the ground. The team whose collective clothing stretches the greatest distance wins! The other team gets... oh, boy... I don't even want to think about it... the dreaded initiation." Where do the clothes come. My breasts are rather good at 32-B, my waist is 22, and my hips are 34 but that’s only because I have a great ass. I know because all of the boys tell me so. I’m also very pretty. On top of all of that I’m the biggest flirt in my school. Oh don’t get me wrong I put out too but I’m not a slut. Not yet anyway!I do manage to get caught quite often doing something wrong. About once a month dad used to threaten to send me to Catholic School but mom always managed to talk him out of it. Usually all. Her lips were done up with a pale red lipstick and the makeup on her cute, elfin face was done up beautifully. In a word, she was ravishing and it took a few moments for Calix to find his voice."You're beautiful," Calix gasped, the most sincere expression of dumbfounded awe on his face."You really think so?" Whiskey asked, her eyes dropping demurely. Then, she remembered what he'd just said and her face took on a more defiant look. "How long have y'all known?"For a few moments, Cal couldn't. I was went to my cousin Mike's party one night just to try to get Bonnie off my mind.But unfortunately Bonnie turned up there too,and she wasn’t alone.I stood back in the shadows hoping she wouldn't see me watching her and for the longest time she didn’t. The boy she was with looked happy like he had just won a big prize,holding on to Bonnie as he talked and laughed with others. Bonnie on the other hand showed no sign that she was happy.Her smile that was so pretty was not there and the sparkle.