It was the growing chill that alerted them that it was time to go inside.One of them started a conversation, some bit of gossip, some commonplacequest...on about what to do with something or other in the kitchen, or whathad to be done at the Blue Cat the next morning. But nothing more seriousthan that was discussed. No more was said about Phoebe.When Marcia kissed Grace on the cheek goodnight, she thanked her for dinner.When she hugged her, she meant it to imply that she thanked her. With the sails dropped, the skipper turned on the engine and steered the boat in a broad circle while the girls scattered flowers in our wake. Once a full circuit had been completed, the boat steered into the middle of the ring of flowers and we collected on the starboard side, facing the setting sun which was now only minutes away from touching down into the water on the far horizon.Amber said a few words. So did Adrienne. When she came back, Adrienne squeezed my hand and gave me a look,. Before dinner we talked with everybody and Danielle passed by me, going to the kitchen. She squeezed herself between the wall and me, grinding her tits on my back and tapping my ass.After dinner we divided into two groups, one was with the c***dren playing video games in the living room while the others were downstairs in the pool-bar room Alex had built during the summer. I played a game with Ashley that I ended up winning. When she got away from the pool table she yelled "next up". Danielle. This story contains graphic depictions of sexual activity and is intended to be read only by adults of legal age in legal contexts. All characters depicted in this fictionalized version of the events are over 18. Copyright 2021, Quiver. All rights reserved.It was my senior year of high school, spring break, and I was sitting in my seat preparing myself for my first flight south of the border. A lot of firsts were going to happen this spring break, actually. My varsity soccer team had qualified.