And you'regoing to wimp out on me?"John closed his eyes momentarily and sighed. "Okay. What's theplan?" Simple. We'll just jump the turnstile when she...'s not looking.Easy." Marty's confidence, and his taunt, swayed John againsthis better judgment.The old woman smiled to herself as the two boys walked casuallyaround the ticket booth. She knew what they were up to.**********Marty pulled on his trunks and shut the locker, pocketing the key."I told you so," he grinned. "Piece of cake."John felt a. "Oh, Wolfie, I wish you were here," I said quietly, as my heart pounded. I turned and hurried into the graveyard and quickly found my Mother's gravestone covered with flowers.Sylvia Jones1960 - 2011Beloved wife and mother.I knelt down and planted a red rose amongst the other flowers. I stared down at her grave. My bottom lip began to quiver, as my eyes filled up with tears and then they flowed down my cheeks. I heard a twig snap from behind and my head snapped round.But there was no one there.I. I wore no bra nor panty hose, just the dress and a pair of black lace panties. Mark was casually dressed in slacks and a sport shirt.On the drive over we didn't talk much. We had pretty much aired out our feelings so I think we were both nervous but excited about this new experience. I knew I was and I sensed Mark was as well.We arrived at a large two story house that was well lit with several cars parked out front. It had the look of a party atmosphere from the moment we arrived. We rang the. It generated quite a lot of interest in me. I just went upstairs in my room, just as I knew that my sister would come and bath in the bathroom upstairs. The bathroom was common between my sister’s room and my room. I had drilled a small hole in the bathrooms door on my room side. After sometime, she came, I pretended that I was asleep, my elder sister and my mom were downstairs only. She checked in my room for something I didn’t knew, what, but as her luggage was also there in my room, I.