“Mmmm, who is that?” Samantha asked, jumping out of the car. “Who?” I asked, crawling out of the car, still half asleep from the ride. It was late June, almost two months since my sixteenth birthday, and like every summer my family and I were taking our trip up to Michigan to visit family and camp out for a weekend on a lake. This year though I was able to bring a friend, so my best friend Sam came with us. “That guy over...

It was a Friday around 1:45, and not having class the last hour of the day, and being eighteen I signed out and made my way home. Only living a few blocks away, I walked to and from school every nice day. It's one of the ways I stay in shape, and I love it when guys stare at my nice ass and my 32B breasts. Add that to my shoulder length blonde hair and tan skin, and I was what guys considered a knockout. It took me about...