They were just as soaked as my shorts, in the same spot too. “Well, I guess I did. Come on,” Kelly motioned to me. “Those too. Let�...s have ‘em.” I turned around, slid my boxers off, pulled my shirt down to try to cover my cock and handed my boxers to Kelly. My shirt wasn’t quite long enough though. I saw Crystal and Beth both staring at my cock. “It’s ok Brett. We’ve seen one before,” Crystal said. “You don’t need to cover it up.” I was a little embarrassed,. She wasn't there yet, so he grabbed his big towel and headed down the beach on the little goat trail. When he came to the sign marked "No Trespassing--Violators will be Prosecuted," he texted her again. She replied that she was on her way, and that he should just ignore the sign and keep going."There's a big old concrete bunker from the Vietnam War or something." Allen shook his head ... just like his girlfriend to be stupid enough to think they built bunkers in Florida for Vietnam! They were. He cupped the palm of my one foot in his hand and lifted it up to look closer and then put it down and did the same with the other foot. “Both look good, but I think the pink colour suits a girl of your age better,” he replied. Again I went back to my room but this time I could not think of anything else to do to go back and draw attention to my feet again. The project had to continue the next day. Before I fell asleep that night I lay on my bed for a long time. I lay on my back looking at. Like a ... a...”Harvey said, “An arbitrator.”Mom frowned, “It’s not about money, Harv.”I said, “An outside perspective sometimes helps. Like a consultant. Counselor.”They nodded.Okay, what the fuck is going on?Harvey said, “It’s nothing, not really. But it’s embarrassing.”“Okay.”Mom said, “Last week...”Harvey jumped in, “Tuesday. Tuesday night.”Okay, they’re going to tag-team this.“It was late, almost eleven. LeAnne and I were asleep and then...”Mom said, “A noise. A loud noise.”“Sort of a.