Not going too far, as it would spoil the anticipation. We could have long, slow, sensual kisses, and touch each other slowly and gently, exploring an... teasing, before becoming more urgent and frenzied. We would have to stop, so we could continue to the beach, which is where we want to be together. You pulling my hair and entering me roughly and pounding me with your hard cock, making me breathless with the urgency of it all. One we get to the beach, and kiss a bit more. We would make our. Then without another word she turned and walked down Montague Street. I stood anchored to the spot. What had just happened? She kissed me. I didn't get many kisses from girls. Was that thanks for sticking up for her? Something more? Did she LIKE me? I had no way of knowing. But I was intrigued.The next time I saw Willow at school I thought she was going to walk past me. But she paused, gave me a tight lipped smile. Then went on down the hall, same walk, straight, books held in. The other, shouted, "Yeah, let's see your pussy, come on." I moved back to the chaise, took the sunscreen and smoothed it all down the front of my legs, all around my middle and stomach, then, looking straight at them, squirted some in my hands and began rubbing it all over my breasts. I thought their eyes would pop out as I rolled my nipples between my fingers. "Mmm, nice and hard, just the way I like 'em. Bet they're not the only things that are nice and hard, right boys? Maybe I should take. I stepped into the slip as Marshall once again slid the silky garment up mylegs sending shivers through my whole body. As he nested the little slidabout my waist his hands lingered on my hips and slid over my satin encasedbum. His hands felt oddly warm on my butt and cause more goosebumps toappear on my young tender body. I reddened with shame about the feeling Iwas having."Hey, you ever seen girls put on hose before? I found this pair withelastic lace tops I think you should try on. Just.