I think we were on our second lap and it felt good not being tired or winded. "So, unless you want to spend the next three years visiting old nuns, ho... about you and I learn to play volleyball? Then we can get naked in the showers afterwards!" You are so nasty!" said Wendy with a big smile.We continued walking for another hour. I looked at the high wall that surrounded the entire property. It was covered with vines and shrubs but it was pretty clear that there would be no easy way over these. The bar was half full, and some couples were dancing to the retro music that blared from the speakers. The bartender approached her and said, "That guy over there wants to buy you a drink." Juana looked at the guy, middle aged and already half drunk. She leaned forward and whispered her reply, "Tell him that I told him to go fuck himself." The bartender laughed and Juana continued, "If any other guy offers to buy me a drink, give them the same answer for me, okay?" "How about if a woman wants. Therese’s eyes rose to meet Heather’s and for a long moment, they connected deeply, Heather’s eyes showing her feelings of being admired so intimately, while Therese’s showed her enjoyment of her admiration of Heather. The smiles were tender expressions of a bond beyond a normal friendship and both felt their hearts and breaths quicken. The seamstresses finished pinning the material and began releasing it from Heather’s body. A very distinct flush was present on Heather’s body, as she was. “Really?” she gasped, still high from her orgasm. “Are we really going to do it?” “Yes!” he groaned. He put his hand over her tiny, prepubescent breast and massaged it. Her nipples were already hard. The nubbin was firm and spongey at the same time. Groaning more, he slid his hand quickly down between her legs. Her panties were soaked with her juices. He’d had no idea a girl her age could become sexually aroused. The aroma of her pussy wafted up to him, stronger than the scent had been on her.