So the tradition kind of stopped. But this year, my parents had decided on one last hurrah for our family, and thought they’d invite them along for ...a reunion. When they said yes, my parents had been overjoyed. They really were best friends after all. So fast forward a few months, and here we are, unpacking for the trip. //////////////////////////////////////////////// I swung my legs out of the minivan and onto the gravel path as I climbed out after a long car ride. I stretched my limbs in the. An easy buck and a half. What a dweeb !********* Darla finished sectioning Geri's now flame red hair. A huge bowl of tinycurlers sat on a rolling table by her chair. Darla was beginning to cutand trim. "First, I want to get rid of this awkward length. I'm going to clip itreally short all around the sides and back' but leave it very long ontop." Geri watched as swatch after swatch of her red hair fell to the floor.Soon, she was shorn like an army recruit everywhere except the top of herhead. Her. Mia smiled and slid her hands to the top of my shorts and slowly unzipped them and slipped them off all the while gently running her fingernails along my skin causing Goosebumps. My heart was in my throat. This was something I had waited for the last several months. I moaned as I felt her breath on my thigh. She began kneading at my breast alternating from one to the other. My nipples grew almost painfully hard. and just before I push her hand away she slid her hand down my stomach and trailed. More than anything, I didn’t want our friendship to be spoiled, but it was looking increasingly likely. That afternoon as we travelled home on the bus together, not talking, I took the opportunity to hand Beth a small gift I’d bought her for Christmas. As she accepted it, I noticed that there were tears welling in her eyes. She lent over and kissed me on the cheek. “I love you,” she whispered. “I love you, too, Beth,” I whispered back. With those words still ringing in our ears, Beth.