She would squeeze every bit of study she could into her evening hours -- usually an hour and a half, to be accurate. Once she was immersed in her text..., the rest of the world blurred, and she worked in a small, private universe of her own, limited to the warm bubble of light from her desk lamp.Lately, though, her mind had been wandering, and it was annoying. It was embarrassing, too, because the problem was -- it was hard to admit this, even to herself -- that her mind was turning to sex. She’d. So we’d spend our days outside, exploring, and being on our own for hours and hours. When we’d get far enough away from home and knew we were well alone (our siblings always enjoyed trying to spy on us and follow along), we’d stop, strip out of our skimpy cut-off jean shorts and t-shirts and we’d start having some real fun. I always enjoyed watching Shawn get naked.Seeing his wiry, nude body was such a turn-on. He had a big, toothy smile as he anticipated what we were about to do, and a thick. I pressed the rest of my body against the wall of the pool, keeping it hidden from view even if he were to come closer. My plan was to try and convince him to leave so I could sneak out before he knew I was naked and then never speak of this again. He stopped maybe fifteen feet away. His eyes bulged in surprise as he saw me. “You’re that girl next door. Hailey, right?” he asked. “That’s me!” I said, trying to act as normal as possible. I looked him up and down. He was tall, over six feet, and. If they come across all together, we'll wait for your announcement and signal. Any shots fired will get our response."Sarge nodded again. We both reached for John's MP5 at the same time. I let Sarge do it and just smiled. Sarge put a round into the chamber, checked the firing position then pointed at the safety. He said, "John, you're on single fire, and this is the safety. These rifles have a real low pressure trigger pull, so keep the safety on until you need to use it."John was a little.