But I don’t want you to think...”Mom laughed and said, “It’s okay. I understand. And don’t worry. I’ll try to behave myself so I don’t e...mbarrass you.”She handed Kala a bowl, I grabbed one end of the cooler and we went back out to the car. We put the cooler in the trunk. I got in back with Kala. Dad got in and said, “You two behave back there. I have a mirror.”In response, I put my arm around Kala, pulled her close and kissed her.Dad laughed and said to mom, “I guess behave has a different. ‘I don’t know where to start.’ Julie said despairingly. ‘Why not start at the grad dance. Who did you go to the dance with?’ she asked. Julie began to tell the officer her story. She had gone to the dance with a couple of girl friends in their car and had danced with a number of the boys. She told the officer how Mike had asked her if she wanted to go with him to a house party afterward. She asked him where and whose house and he mentioned the name of one of the girls in her class. About. Shamelessly, she moved the swimsuit's crotch aside to show her pussy in broad daylight, for my pleasure, and also to the delight of our viewers, of course. I was stunned by this boldness and I was so glad that I was recording it on my smart phone. Our friends' eyes were glued to her body and thoroughly enjoying the performance. Sadly, this moment did not last long. We were interrupted by the arrival of a beach peddler, one of those colorful sellers from Senegal or Algeria that are so popular. I got called nigger-lover plenty, since, because, while with our age difference, me being so much younger, I couldn’t really call them friends, I did respect and admire them and felt friendly toward them, being welcome in their home, which was just around the corner from my own and strongly considered them to be good guys.Anyway, that is how I, a white boy, came to be so well-acquainted and friendly with two older, more athletic black guys living, somewhat anonymously in the virtually.