We all know "the Blond," the beautiful, curvacious, vivacious blond, With the big bouncy tits, the perfect lips, and the blue eyes to die for. Yeah, y...u know her ... the twinkle in her eye is the sun shining through the back of her head. Yup, that blond. That is NOT Vick. The Vickster, the beautious Miss V, was super smart and jumped three grades between Kindergarten and Seventh. She was three years younger than the next youngest student by the time she got to Junior high. Beckie took her under. The short little girl was wanting to leave, edging off back towards the village. The skinny one was standing her ground and pleading with her friend to not be such a chicken. "Donna, you never want to do the fun things. He's just trying to scare us is all. That water isn't even very deep. I'm sure we can do it easy. Come on?" If you're so sure, you go ahead and I'll watch from here. If you make it okay, then maybe I'll do it too." The old man opened his cooler and removed a cold bottle of beer.. ” Helen pulled on Erica’s arm and fixed her with a sisterly stare.Erica was ashamed afterwards that she had shown hesitation before coming to her senses and leaving with her friend.“I don’t see how she can do that! How she can …”“Suck off two hot guys in public?” Helen finished for her. “That’s Eloise. No shame, she won’t even give a damn on Monday morning. Although to be fair you couldn’t watch enough, could you? You were properly fixated.”“I wasn’t … I didn’t …” Erica’s protest fizzled. “I’ve. I know mine did. To lighten the tension, the fingers of my other hand cavorted around her bellybutton again, and she shrieked and twisted with laughter -- a slightly hoarse-voiced laughter. I know that if I had tried to speak myself at that moment, my voice would have been a lust-constricted croak.Impassioned, I made the move. I slid my left hand around front, from under her arm, and gently took possession of her left tit, while simultaneously lifting my right hand from her tummy to take a.