Becca is in all pink pjs of a similar style to Stacy's. They seem to have little animals on them, but Stacy can't make them out in the light. Becca's ...ark, golden hair seems to glow as it falls over her shoulders. "Hi," Becca whispers. Her lips tremble from being so happy and nervous. "Hi," Stacy replies, even quieter. The girls just stare into each other's eyes for a moment. Is this really happening? Do I really get to finally just be with her? "I, umm, didn't know what side of the bed you. It’s just not right, running time is “me” time. It’s when I think, or let my brain freewheel, or just enjoy the rhythm and the world around me.We didn’t race and I was not counting laps because I didn’t set out with a target and then Laura distracted me. So on we went, except it was a warm evening despite the rain, and running naked in the rain makes it hard to tell if you are sweating, or not. No sweat means dehydration is just around the corner, so as we made the next turn close to the barn I. "I ignored him and focused on my pancakes. Jake left the room and came back with a paper bag, putting it down on the table with a clunk. He pulled a six pack of beer and a small box out of the bag. He opened the box and pulled out a joint."Are you serious?" I asked. "Where did you get that? Mom would kill you if she found out." Oh buddy," Jake replied. "You have a lot to learn about college."I was usually a pretty good k**, but I had been to a couple parties and smoked a little bit of weed. She wore a blue bikini that was somewhere between Helen’s and Amanda’s in terms of exposure. Smaller than her mother’s, but the bottoms weren’t a thong. Helen had raised her daughter to have a bit more class than her ‘Aunt’ Amanda!“You all finished for today, honey?” asked Helen.“Yup. Just wanted to get a bit of course-work done so I can spend the rest of the day relaxing without feeling guilty about it!” The 22 year old stretched her body out and sighed as she began to absorb the sun’s.