She liked to dress in clothes that showed off her perfect tits, pert and firm, with nipples that always seemed to be hard. She never wore a bra. I oft...n fantasized about fucking those gorgeous tits when I saw her. She never failed to make my cock hard, and she knew it. That day she wore a soft, tight, red sweater, her nipples ever so slightly poking through the thin material, her midriff showing, her belly ring sparkling in the sun. A short skirt that showed the outline of her tight little ass.. I smiled at her statuesque and stacked, beautiful blonde girlfriend who smiled back with a look of relief. Then I saw her.Looking like trouble from the get go, Linda presented a mess. Pale skin had yellowed a bit. Hair roots revealed the brunette truth below the bleach. The hair itself, shoulder length, tangled into a chaos of white straw in a bird's nest. Hazel irises had threads of red in a yellowy cream around them. Those eyes and the face surrounding them showed sadness and distress and a. Is that enough?’ ‘No it’s not! I want to know if you…’ ‘Sure,’ I replied, interrupting Amber who was no doubt about to hassle her friend some more. ‘Truth or dare Dave?’ ‘Aww, c’mon, what about me?’ Amber whined. ‘Dare,’ I replied, thinking of the multitude of embarrassing questions Jodi could potentially ask me. ‘Hmm,’ Jodi said as she thought for a moment. ‘Come and do a handstand in the shallow end.’ ‘Oooh, good one, I can check him out,’ Amber giggled. With mock bravado I swam to the. "So, how did it go?" asked Missy."I think I'm in love," I replied to Missy.Missy stared at me. No one knew me as well as she did. "Jeff, I think you're telling the truth. What is it with this girl?" I don't know. Maybe it's love at first sight and will wear off. There is just something extra special about her."I want to tell you about my life up to this point. The story of my early years was told to me by my aunt and uncle.When I was born I had a twin sister – we were both in intensive care in.