Crackles and hissing pursue me as I curl my feet beneath and glance down the tracklist awaiting the first notes. The words before my eyes captivate me... Singular and simple yet... Each of them calling to the experiences of the last two weeks. Was it just two weeks? Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago. Certainly, it was a different life than I had deserted the moment I had stepped across her threshold and offered myself up as a needy fly, desperate to become entangled in her web.As the music. I was just putting away the pool cleaning equipment when I heard the patio door slide open. From the garden shed I watched Andrea and Tim walk to the pool. She was wearing a tiny yellow thong bikini bottom and that's all. Her perky little thirty four b cups we're uncovered and the nipples rock hard. Tim had on a Speedo and it was easy to see he was extremely well endowed. They each laid out towels on the lounge chairs and soon were laying flat on their backs soaking up the sun. Andrea often. Not like you just did. But Mom and Steve, they was happy enough with my report card like it was." I can believe that," I said. "Parents of normal kids would be tickled to see that kind of report card. And if you kept going like that, you're sure to graduate from high school right in the middle of the thundering herd. Just another face in the crowd. Me, I think that's kinda like putting a racing engine in the car you drive back and forth to the grocery store. A lot of potential, but it never. OK. So that part was different."You getting in or what?" Mom called from the other side of the shower curtain. My heart flip flopped. OK, this part was different, too. A good different, though. I grin crept across my face.I pushed the curtain aside and stepped in behind her. She had her face under the spray and was scrubbing it. Water cascaded down her long sleek body. I followed the streams as they made their way down her shoulders and back to bathe her glorious ass in glistening wetness. I.