The bespectacled, raven-haired John was eleven and a half, and just so happened to be Williams best friend. John can be best described as Williams lac...ey, owing to the fact that aside from being fairly similar to William in most aspects, he was rather stockier, shorter, more subservient and more likely to follow the orders of someone bolder than him. William, for instance. And on this particular day, like any other, a simple hand gesture from William as they passed each other in the school. Much too soon, Sue slid the noisy door open which startled Rach. She lurched up, rattled her tits in a chaotic, sexy ballet as she looked around for her top. Fortunately for us, she didn’t see it under her lounger and none of us offered it up. She haltingly covered her tits, partially. “Don’t worry about it, Rach, it’s too late now to cover up. Except for our cousin Olivia, we’ve all seen your pretty girls before,” I spoke up. She glanced at my loose, and tented, orange, cotton shorts. The. They kept on bouncing up and down like huge melons. Next to come off was Mary’s shirt and you could see that she almost had a six pack, her whole upper body was actually really tight and her boobs almost looked like b’s as oppose to small a’s which I thought she had.I tried to get up to join the party but they both gave me the stop sign, they could tell I was getting anxious. Next to come off were both of their jeans. Jessica was wearing black laced bra and panties while Mary was wearing the. She had the morning-paper tucked under her arm. Without a word she opened the paper and was soon as engrossed in it as I was in my book.About half an hour later she folded the paper, looked at me and then fanned herself with the folded paper. The light, fresh fragrance of her soap drifted into my nostrils. It was a nice smell. A very nice smell."Phew," she said. "Tomorrow I'll have to leave my coat off. Do you travel this route every day?"I told her that I did."Then I'll see you tomorrow. You.