First, she went in front of me, and I could clearly smell she had shit in her panties. Then she turned to face me."If you want, you can put your hand ...right on my ass."She didn't need to tell me twice - I got to her side and laid my hand on her butt, feeling the shit squish inside her panties as she walked. The smell was still there. Without much talking, we went up to the 3rd floor where nearly all classrooms were crowded. We had just arrived there when the bell rang for the break I had. On the one hand, he was glad that he had not been caught. Onthe other hand, he was really struggling with the guilt he was feelingabout stealing from his mother. Jason had a very good relationship withboth his parents. They were great parents, and he hated lying to them. Eventually, Jason could not take it anymore. He decided he had to talk tohis mother about his need. It wasn't easy, and he was afraid of what shewould say. He was even more afraid to have his father find out. He. "As they walked past me I looked out to see who dropped them off, only to see a car I didn't recognize in the driveway."How'd you get over here?"Kev lit up with a smile so bright I wished I'd had my shades with me. "I drove over in MY car!" Your car? How, I mean..." Then it hit me—my LITTLE brother turned sixteen just a week before and obviously wasted no time getting his license. I looked at the car in the driveway—a Honda hatchback that looked about fifteen years old. I thought back to my. All of them had these littlebikinis on, except for Doan who was wearing a one-piece suit - she'sChinese or Vietnamese or something and I guess her parents are a littlestricter on the clothes that she can wear. In a way, I was kind ofembarrassed because the girls looked so nice and here I was, wearing abig baggy pair of boy's black swim shorts that hung most of the way downto my knees, but it didn't seem to bother the girls so I kind of forgotabout how much nicer their swimsuits looked than mine.