Lie back and listen to the sea. Listen to the gentle fall of water on sand and then that slow draw as it recedes. Listen to the driving roar as it rus...es back in again. You are lying flat on the sand. Feel the warming sun glowing on your face and listen to the ebb and flow of the tide. Your finger rests under your clit, it is hiding, protected, but you place your finger resting against its underside. It feels nice, restful, the warmth of your finger as it just rests against the hood protecting. ." What?"Stacy paused like she was wondering if she should say what she wanted to, or maybe she was looking to make sure Darin couldn't hear her, and I sensed one of her whacky ideas coming."Come on, what?" I asked impatiently, feeling curious now."Well, does he ever look at you?" Stacy had lowered her voice a little. "You know, like ... Look at you?" She stressed the words like they meant something else.I'm not dumb; I knew what she was asking. After I turned thirteen I noticed a lot of guys. Suddenly, she was there! Pam. Oh-oh, I could tell by the look on her face that she didnt approve. She was holding my blouse. Come on! she ordered. No Pam, its okay. I reassured her Im having fun! Come on now, before this gets out of hand! she demanded, flashing angry looks at the surrounding guys. No! I snapped, angry she was spoiling the mood. In defiance I put both hands in my hair, my arms out to each side and gyrated and jumped a little making my exposed full breasts bounce. That rewarded. " I said, and began to strip down.Once I'd stripped completely, Con grabbed the first of his packages and threw it to me. "Here you go Dave, try these on for size."Inside the package was a new set of the mesh undergarments. Mike called them our 'Legion Underoos', but everyone loved wearing them. As I slipped this new pair on I was gratified to discover they felt as comfortable as the originals, although the boxer style shorts had been replaced by a longer-legged style, more like bicycle.