After school, we'd go over to her place. She had a pool. That spring the weather was nice and we'd sit and hang out. Talk, or not talk. We were friends, but I always wanted to be more.
Sometimes she'd go to the pool house and change into her suit--or just slip off her bra, to relax. She didn't seem to notice if she was showing more of her body than she realized. I noticed, of course.
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