Let's just say, they look just right, um, like half a grapefruit, maybe. But sure sexier than grapefruits. Oh, yeah.So, I would always take a look out... our kitchen window when the weather is nice and this particular summer day, she was stretched out on a chaise.Whenever I spot her outside, I try to sneak out the back door and over to their fence where I peek over a slat that is a little shorter than the others and see what I can see. In the last month or so, I have started jacking off as I watch. Yet underneath the surface I wasstill in so many ways that same little girl. I was still a bit unsure ofmyself. I still felt uneasy in my role. It was a very scary feeling to begoing out alone on my first date with a boy. Going out on a date wasscary enough under normal circumstances but my dilemma was very unique. Imean boys are supposed to date girls, not other boys. Why did I everagree to go out with Kyle? I must be crazy.I took a deep breath, prayed a silent little prayer before I grabbed. She smiled to me in silence...Each time I pinched her nipple, her breathing became more ragged, and I could hear some low moans escaping from her mouth.I noticed that the movements beneath her blanket were become a bit more frantic. Then I removed my hand from her boobs and my naughty hand started sneaking down under her blanket.I was surprised when I felt under the blanket was bare flesh. She was not wearing the sexy black skirt anymore. Her legs were spread wide apart, my hand quickly. We found many buildings and piers. We docked the Marianne at Balboa and talked it over. While docked, we looked around the harbor area from the boat. The harbor portions which we could see looked deserted and showed no evidence of humans in a long, long time.After some discussion, Mike and Ann were going to go ashore and scout while the rest of us stayed in sight of the Marianne. We had no real maps of the area and gave them a two hour window for a "there and back" trip. They were armed with.