When I got finished with a quick shower and went out to join them, their bikini bottoms were lying carelessly on the corner of the towel they were lyi...g on.Both were lying on their stomachs, but Amanda’s feet were about eighteen inches apart. Her pussy was on full display and it glistened in the sun.“Come on,” I groaned. “This isn’t fair at all, you guys!”“Who said life is fair?” Amanda replied. “You may as well take your trunks off now. They’re going to come off sooner or later.”I stood there.. As it was my birthday; this so happened last week when i had my second date with my boyfriend, Ankit. We were going out for Italian dinner @ little Italy in Anna Nagar. My previous date was a failure because i was expecting some fun and some cuddling from him, which could not happen because i was caught at the beach by my brother and his wife. I am from very orthodox family my family does not believe in love or love marriages. My relationship is hidden from my family members and my bf are. Why I would do this to them, when they had done their best to raise me in a loving environment. How could I pay them back this way? I came up with a lame excuse of serving my country or something, but I don’t know if they bought it. As fucked up as my mindstate was at the time, I don’t know if I would have believed it, myself. My father sat down with me later that night and tried to speak to me, man to man. He explained that he knew that I had been going through some rough patches in my life. .. ceased talking, anyway. She didn’t shut her mouth. Carl drooled. Mel slid to a stop, turned off the engine, flipped her Ray Bans up to the top of her head and said, “About time you got home, missy.”The last time I had seen Mel, she was wearing a French maid outfit. Now she was in a pair of very tight, very short, very ragged cutoff jean shorts and an unbuttoned white mens shirt tied under her rather full breasts. She had laced up high heeled sandals on her tiny feet, a slash of red across.