Today I am wearing the yellow shorts and, like the considerate swimmer that I am, I have showered first, so when I see this new lad, this 18 year-old,...look down at me briefly, I get to wondering of he has seen more than I think is usually visible. Either that or he’s thinking to himself, “God, look at him! What does that bloke think he looks like in those stupid shorts?”As I swim up and down the pool, I am spurred-on by the promise of another look at him each time I come back towards the. I won't say what age I was, but let's say it was around the juniorhigh/high school range. My friend John lived about half a mile downthe road from my house with his father, who was divorced. John'ssister had moved away to college a few months after my family hadmoved into town from Seattle.There was nothing unusual in the friendship, and neither of us hadever thought much about anything other than what boys always thinkabout; girls. We'd hang out by the entrance to school and watch thegirls. "Jennifer you are staying here too?" Stella asked."I guess we are," I replied.Five minutes later my dad was back. "They have reservations for us, so I guess we are staying." He announced.It took little while to check in and finally get to our room, or I should say two bedroom suite. There was a basket of fruit along with a note from Carol. Jennifer: Patricia and her parents can't get to the Beverly Hills Hilton until after seven. I have some good news. I'll tell you when I see you. CarolThe. ..oh god...oh god...it's huge..it's right up in my belly!" The leader selected one of his minions to stand on the bed so he could stick his cock in her mouth to stop her moaning. She bucked and heaved, pumped and thrusted but could not make him cum. He taunted her saying, "that cunt's too loose bitch, I'm gonna have to see if your ass is tighter!" At this suggestion Mel gave a little squeal and collapsed on his chest in a flurry of her own climax. The leader laughed and humped her off the top.