When the right fielder cameby, he gave the boy a light pat on the back. Then he turned, put hishands on his hips and began yelling at his other son. N... one could hearwhat he said, but the boy cringed before his father's wild arm movements.Laurel closed her eyes and turned away. "Let... let me know when it'sover," she said softly."What's the matter?" Daphne put her arm on the other's shoulder.Laurel shook her head. "N-nothing. I-I just don't want to watch."Daphne waited until the boy took a seat. Music flowing from the cabana’s below, and with the smell of food stirring in the air, I knew this was by far the best thing I’d ever done alone. Other than masturbating, of course. I quickly showered and dressed my tan, in-shape body in a pair of shorts and a tank top, pulled my dark brown hair up in a messy bun, threw my sandals on and decided to check things out. I started at the bar. Flying all day makes for a bit of nausea, so I wasn’t up for food just yet. A bud light and shot of Crown. .. girlfriend?'' she asked.''I would,'' I responded.We fell asleep there, our heads between the legs of the other.//////////When I woke up, the bed was a mess of blonde hair, smooth, tanned skin and covers and blankets. My throbbing morning wood was leaning against the side of her face, but she was still asleep. I turned around and snuggled up against her, the firm mounds of our breasts pressed together. She had a silly, happy look on her face, and a drop of drool was dribbling from the corner. "oh my god that felt sooo....Oh no i peed on you!" she said "and my bed.." how are we going to tell this to mom? well the result was very different. different indeed.. we heard mom come down stairs and i quickly put underwear on an she put her pantys on. she opened the door and said "whats going on? Kaitlin what are you doing here?" "Dylan peed the bed and again and i was going to help him. we didn't want to wake you" said Kaitlin quickly. she still was short breathed and red faced. Very red.