She put her leg down and slipped her fingers out of her pussy. She could hardly move."Y-yes?" She barely managed to say."Are you ok? I heard you screa...." It was Bryan.Britney turned red. "Uh... scream? N-no. I'm fine."Bryan frowned. He didn't believe her. He only hoped she was telling him the truth. "Ok, I'll be right outside this door until you get out then."Britney was panting quietly. She finished washing up and nervously dried her body. She grabbed her bathrobe and hoped not to make eye. They would be going gooey over photos of the latest boy bands, while I was drooling over Gwen Stefani. Even if you were straight, you couldn’t help but think Gemma was cute. I think she had moved into the area quite recently and like any new student appearing mid term, she was shy and awkward. Her shyness just made her more adorable. I was one of the first to make friends with her, although she never quite penetrated our little clique. I don’t know what happened to the others. We lost touch. I’d frozen for a second before I’d ducked, my heart racing.Had he seen me?I’d stayed there for a few minutes before I’d chanced raising my head slowly above the window sill to peek again.But he was gone and so was my view of his gorgeous body.For the next few days, the image of him was all I could think about. And the fascination didn’t die. Weeks turned into months, and months turned into years, but I never did get to catch a glimpse of him sunbathing again—and that wasn’t for a lack of. “Oh, they will be ok with it, they are going out to dinner tonight anyway” Ali said, and I could hear the mischief in her voice and I knew she was smiling.When we arrived we stashed our bikes in the garage, grabbed some juice and cookies from the kitchen and headed up to her room, she started to load the photos, that she had taken on to her PC and we studied them. “How do you make me look so good when you take my picture”? I asked, “Well that’s easy Jo cat, it’s because you are seeing you.