When she climbed out on the deck to dive back in, I couldn’t help staring at her chiseled abs and lean, muscular legs — and of course, those two areas of her wonderfully female body no boy my age could help but ogle, barely hidden under the thin cloth of her swimsuit. Cartoon sex Then I let her go amidst the cries of “You cheated!” and “No fair!” that usually followed. I had not even been aware of it, but I had been just standing in the pool staring at her for who knows how long. That was awesome!” Then she turned and looked at me with something brand new in her eyes – a look of wonderful contentment and joy – and in another instant there was a hint of mischief. She was a year younger than me; we had lived house-by-house since I was ten, when my family moved to that quiet suburban neighborhood of older homes, wide tree-lined streets, deep lawns and a large public park with its own woods that in spring and summer provided
