He was still wearing his mid-thigh length bathing trunks -- a lot of the guys showered in their trunks and then changed back at their locker. I was wo...dering if Mike would be doing this when he turned and slipped the trunks down and stepped out of them. His jockey shorts remained underneath, and now soaking wet, had become almost transparent. Through them, I could see the vivid outline of his young cock and the patch of dark pubic hair above it.Mike was facing away from me when he slipped the. In a way I wasn’t surprised, since both Erika and Siv were used to doing all kinds of things in their own homes, and now I had just taken the role their parents usually had. Well, I was quite sure that Siv didn’t start making breakfast naked while at home, and I hoped that Erika didn’t borrow clothes from her father like she now borrowed mine. However, I understood - they were making it clear to Saga that I belonged to them, now. At any other moment, that might have been quite funny.Saga wasn’t. Conversations stopped and all attention was directed at me. “I need help,” I announced.“You need desperate help with your wardrobe, honey,” said one of the bar girls. Everyone laughed. Not knowing what to say or do, I cried. That always seemed to work. A big guy with tattoos on his arms and a full beard approached me as I wept. This guy had to be the biggest, most intimidating man I had ever seen. He gently put his hand on my shoulder and led me to a booth. I tightened my robe and crossed my. My mom sure gets special treatment here though, that’s for sure.”“Your mom has already graduated from seventh grade,” I replied.“Obviously. Not going to see a kiss like that in seventh grade, that’s for sure. I think Bobby Nicholson wants to, though.”“You stay away from Bobby Nicholson,” Jan said.“You probably won’t see that until eighth grade or maybe even ninth,” I kidded her.“I’m pretty sure that’s college stuff.”Her mom finally chipped in. “That’s post graduate stuff right there. When.