5ft 5 ins tall. Blonde hair to her shoulders. 36 C-cup tits. Fully shaved pussy. Sexually active.Sara - (identical twin of Tara) - 17 yrs old. 5ft 7 i...s tall. Short red hair. 36 B-cup tits. Landing strip over pussy. Virgin.Tara - (identical twin of Sara) - 17 yrs old. 5ft 7 ins tall. Short red hair. 36 B-cup tits. Fully shaved pussy. Virgin.Ming - 16 yrs old. 5ft 3 ins tall. Oriental. Black hair to mid-back. 34 A-cup tits. Trimmed full bush. Virgin.Kelly - 16 yrs old. 5ft 7 ins tall. Sandy. See you when you get back.”“Aye-aye, Sergeant Jack!”“That’s ‘Master Sergeant Jack’ to you, kid!”Meg stuck out a surprisingly long, pink tongue, then flounced off down the hall.The pizza arrived. I paid and tipped the kid, then got out plates and napkins and put them on the breakfast table in the kitchen.“Soup’s on, Sis!”“Coming!”Meghan came into the kitchen barefoot, and still in her swimsuit, a very skimpy bikini. The triangular top – some shiny, stretchy material – was secured around her neck. Like a botanist carefully tending to her shoots, Jacob and I had carefully nurtured our hope over the weekend, and learning that Leah lived allowed our hope to blossom into joy—a euphoric high that wiped away all the fatigue and stress of the last three days.The euphoria continued on the plane ride back to Washington State and the SUV drive to Tacoma. The closer we got, the more my excitement grew, until it became too much and I started crying and giggling in Jacob's arms. Leah was alive; we. Around the corner came Nate, a guyI've seen at the gym before, but never really talked to. Nate caught mepulling up my jeans and noticed my panties. I was mortified! I turnedseveral shades of deep red and my mouth instantly went dry, as Imuttered, "Hi Nate," in a barely audible voice that I couldn't believewas my own.Nate took a beat and looked at me for what seemed like an eternity. Iknow he was enjoying my discomfort, after which he said, "Cute panties!"I nearly melted with embarrassment!.