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Youth

... roots." I continued to hold her close and she finally quit sobbing. I pulled her up and kissed those sweet lips, showing her I still cared very much for her, even if I couldn't help being nervous. Once we'd rejoined the other two, we relaxed and acted like kids again. The only snag was when Barb went into the water. Her white, butchered panties went nearly transparent. I gave her two choices- either sit on her beach towel or wear her coverup until we left. Sulking, she sat on her towel and gave me evil looks. The sun was getting low in the sky and we started thinking about grilling some hotdogs back at the cabin. The beach, still packed didn't show much sign of slacking off. As we headed for the car, there were lots of tents set up along the tree line, so maybe there'd still be a crowd tomorrow. Unloading our sandy towels at the caboose, I hung them over a line and hosed them down, trying to get as much of the sand out as possible. Tracy got the fire going in the pit. The girls were laying out the buns and condiments. Every once in a while, I'd hear Barb getting loud about something. I suppose it could have been about what she was asking Sal to let her do, or I do or whatever. Soon they came out and loaded the picnic table with goodies. Barb kinda stayed quiet and I could hear the wheels turning in her head. This wasn't the place to discuss it, although I did give Tracy a few hard looks. I think he got the message he needed to make a move of some kind. After cleaning up the ...

... mess, the girls went inside. Tracy and I sat out at the picnic table talking about the day. Tracy, it seemed, had been visually scouting the beach as we sat. He mentioned seeing a few girls going in and out of the tents and they were just his age. While I questioned him about his plans, I still wondered what he intended for his sibling. Tracy had plans to head back to the beach and camping area. Good luck with that. I walked back inside and Sal was sitting at our little table, reading a chic magazine. "Where's Barb" I asked? "I really don't know and frankly, I don't care." "What's up doll?" "Do you know she had the nerve of asking me if I would 'lend you out' to her because Tracy isn't doing it for her?" "Well, I won't keep secrets. She came on to me last night after you'd fallen asleep and I told her that she'd have to ask you. I won't do anything to hurt you or make you mad at me. I'm your guy, but if you want to share, I can live with it. I don't think I could share you with anyone else, but you two are best friends." "Best friends don't want to fuck their best friend’s boyfriend!" I could see a head of steam building up here. "Ok, get it all off your chest babe." "How could you even think of fucking someone else when you have me? Aren't I woman enough for you?" Now she was tearing up again. "Lover, you are plenty woman enough for me. Maybe I'm an ass for letting you make the big decision. Personally, I don't have that much interest in her, at least not enough to rock our ...