Even so, Roxanne and her boyfriend Mitch never had a problem getting in. Roxanne was hotness personified. She was not quite six feet tall with a perfe...t hourglass figure that she barely concealed in a pair of daisy duke jean shorts and a tube top that showed off her navel piercing. She wore cute ankle-boot heels that magically transformed her legs. She and Mitch knew to walk past the front of the line ostensibly on their way to the end of it and the bouncer would always invite her in, Mitch in. Then imagine that every time one of the other boys wanted what was in your dresser drawers, he just stole it, and beat you to a pulp if you mentioned it to anyone."If you can imagine those things, you have the total picture of growing up in an orphanage."I couldn't wait to win my emancipation and get out of that hell hole. The people running it wanted one thing, and that was the check they got every month, in my name, from the Social Security Administration. I was just that to them – a canceled. Then she said, "I wonder what we’re going to do with this baseball,” then laughed knowingly. She tossed the ball again and let it fall through her hands. “Oops, “ she teased as the ball went between her legs, (she was not wearing panties.) The bright white ball with red stitching was now resting up against her exposed pussy. She then took my hand and placed it on the ball then rocked her hips forward against it. “OOOO” she cooed, “it feels nice, let’s get out of here!”We got back to my place. That moment seemed to last an hour. – We all spent hours in the pool. At least that felt like hours too. I spent almost the entire time swooning over Holly’s gorgeous wet body and hair. Whenever she’d retreat to the shallow end I’d get a fantastic view of her ass. The greatest moment that day though, was when Jasmine crouched down to talk to Holly. Holly swam to the edge of the pool and propped herself up on the side with her elbows. Bending over the rim of the pool, Holly’s Hips pushed out.