That little blonde girl over there by the table. I pointed across the room. She is a friend of my daughter and I know her quite well. Oh, thats Briann...a, said Larissa blushing again&hellip,.I know her too, we play in the same District Netball team. I had immediate visions of Larissa in one of those hotter than hot short little Netball skirts and top, her hot breasts. (such that I could see of them, and I really was trying) jiggling as she shot for goal. Just close to us, a half-undressed girl. "I -- uh -- don't see any harm in it," he concluded. "After all, it's not like its something we haven't all seen before, is it?"Drindy didn't wait for second thoughts. She was out of her clothes in an instant, right there in the kitchen, and I had to admit I did appreciate her budding figure. She was an athlete, not tall and wiry, but very fit, with the legs of a soccer player and a maturing body. Her boobs were beginning to swell, already rivaling mine, softly rounded, tipped with small brown. That maynot be wise, I have been on the road for days and have not had a chanceto bathe." She was prepared, pulling back before I swam too far. "Worry not Dearie,I have a basin of water and some soap, you can wipe away the worst ofthe road dust and sweat." With this offer, she soon had me out of bodice and shirt, wiggling outof deerskin breeches, even my small clothes and bandeau. And though Ireally wanted to take a dip in the pools monopolized by the Roamerchildren, the hand wash with the cool. Margie talked about their visit to the doctor, indicating all was well with them. They had their yearly check up and fortunately nothing had reared it's ugly head, I wished them every future visit would be the same as this one.Eventually Margie brought up the subject I'd been waiting for ... Barry Hall."Barry Hall finally went off his trolley Tony, the park rangers found his ute parked outside the office with the keys in the ignition and all of his clothes in a neat pile in the back. Wondering.