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So now it’s Friday, got it? Good!\n\nIt started out like every other day that week had; me sleeping in late, having an erotic dream starring Ashe, and her waking me up half an hour before my alarm clock.\n\n“Can’t you wait until normal people are awake?” I shouted at her.\n\n“It’s the last day of summer... get dressed we’re going to the beach,” she told me as she threw a pair of swim trunks at me. No room for debate here i guess.\n\nI was getting dressed when I realized that in order to find my trunks she’d have had to look through my stuff. “You didn’t go through my shit did you?” I shouted to her in my living room area.\n\n“Nah, you left those in the dryer after you did your laundry last night; reminded me that after this week we have to wait for the weekend to go to the beach, so hurry up,” she hollered back. “Hurry... the taxi will be here in five minutes and I don’t want to make him wait... you know the meter runs while he’s out there,” she rushed me.\n\n“We’ll take my car,” I yelled back.\n\n“You have a car?” she asked.\n\n“For a few years now... I’m 16 and my dad is a billionaire... there has to be a few perks doesn’t there?” I shouted back.\n\n“What kind of car?” she asked.\n\n“A fast car,” was all I answered... when most people saw my they car they laughed in recognition. Really I had 2 cars, but she didn’t need to know about the newer one... that was likely to just make her angry.\n\nAfter we got dressed we were to the elevator when she met somebody she knew. “Bethany!” She shouted enthusiastically to the young bunny in the elevator.\n\n“Ashe! It’s so good to see you... we have to talk about... oh... Ashe... who’s this... lovely specimen?” the young rabbit, who must have been Bethany, responded as she slid a little closer to me.\n\n“Bethany Ulsaker, this is Morgan Pride, from across the hall, Morgan-Bethany, Bethany-Morgan,” Ashe introduced us. Bethany was a bombshell... no other way to put it. She was about half an inch taller than me, with long, silky looking legs and toned thighs covered in cream colored fur. Her eyes were a chocolate color of brown that was almost mesmerising with her long blonde hair, but the most-notable feature to her physique was her bust, which she seemed especially proud of as she stood there in her tank top.\n\n“Ashe... don’t be stingy... introduce us,” Bethany said as she stood between the two of us. After word I could have sworn she mouthed the word “hot” but I couldn’t swear. Ashe just looked disapprovingly at her. They stood there for a moment looking at each other before anybody moved. “Fine... I guess. Morgan, I’m Bethany Ulsaker, I’m Ashe’s room mate and best friend; such a pleasure to meet you,” she said as she curtsied, then she took my hand and wrapped her arm around my elbow as she pulled me in closer. All I could think of was my elbow rubbing up against her soft breasts. She smiled innocently when I started to laugh nervously. Ashe stared at Bethany first, before she turned her attention to me.\n\n“Don’t waste your time Bethany... this one is a total pervert; I wouldn’t be surprised if he tries to look up your skirt,” Ashe replied irritably as her face grew dark.\n\n“He won’t have to look... I’ll just show him,” Bethany responded as she lifted the front of her skirt up. She was wearing these plain white cotton panties underneath. “If this is what you like look all you want... I’m not averse to touching either,” she said as she grabbed me by the wrist and started to pull my hand toward her.\n\nAshe started to get really mad though... she broke Bethany’s hold and then shoved me back. Her face was a dark color of red as she looked at me. “Stupid lecherous pervert,” She muttered as she started to push Bethany back towards their room. “Idiot! Get the bags, and don’t even think of stealing her panties... I’ll hunt you down if you even try it!” she shouted at me.\n\nGreat way to start out the day I guess... as a pack mule. The bags must have weighed a ton, but I did manage to drag them back to the girls’ room. “Where do you want ‘em?” I shouted to them. They’d gone into one of the bed rooms. I could hear them talking rather animatedly, one voice, sounded kinda like Ashe, was talking quickly while the other listened and threw in some responses now and then.\n\n“Just throw them in my room,” Bethany called in reply. I gathered them up and decided that they were in Ashe’s room. I hauled them into the opposite room and was met by a massive surprise. Inside the room was as feminine as they come; we’re talking sky blue paint, with green, blue, and purple comforter, a massive pile of stuffed animals of all sorts on the bed... it even smelled like vanilla. I placed her bags gently beside the bed and quickly returned to the front room.\n\nAfter a moment the door to the other room opened and the girls trooped in, Ashe seemed a little frustrated, but Bethany was the picture of innocence. She stared at me intently for a moment with these huge brown eyes. Bethany came forward purposefully, I backed off to get out of her way, but when we got to the wall she put her arms on both sides of me as she leaned in and kissed me.\n\nThe taste was startling, familiar and yet unfamiliar. It awoke a hunger in my loins, but the taste was different. This was made to seduce and tempt, but instead of the fruity taste of Ashe this was a more reserved taste like cinnamon, honey, vanilla, and sugar. The suddenness completely stunned me while the heat and feel relaxed away my tension. Bethany reached down to my hand and pulled it up her tank top where it cupped her bare breast, she forced me to caress her nipple delicately as she reached down to my pants.\n\nAshe coughed loudly to bring me back to awareness. She gave me this piercing glare, like I had done something. Bethany broke the kiss before she looked at me. “Sorry Ashe, you’re going to have to learn to share with this one,” she said over her shoulder.\n\nAshe just turned her startling gaze on Bethany. “Like I’d want anything to do with this stupid, perverted, spineless son of a bitch,” She said in an angry tone.\n\n“Then he’s all mine... works for me... no fighting this way,” Bethany said charmingly. “Weren’t you going somewhere... my boyfriend and I are kind of busy here,” Bethany asked impatiently.\n\n“Bethany... you need to change,” Ashe said after she pried her eyes away from Bethany.\n\n“Oh... right, I got this cute little bikini to show both of you,” Bethany said as she turned and went into her room to change.\n\nAshe maintained her icy demeanor for a moment as she glared daggers at me. After a moment the facade melted and she looked at me with these alluring and tender eyes. She put her hands on my chest as she gripped my shirt and pulled me into her own kiss. It was different than her usual type though, instead of inciting just inciting lust it was filled a thousand new and confusing emotions that had been added since the last time our tongues had met. She pulled me in close to her as her breasts pushed me back against the wall behind me. She wrapped one arm around my neck as she stood up on her tip-toes and began to massage my groin softly.\n\n“You like this?” she asked softly. I grunted and nodded my head. Then her warm and delicate hand turned to an ice hard vice as she clamped down on my genitals. “Then turn it off before I break it off,” she said coldly. “If you can manage to keep it in your pants and not fall for another of her tricks like that one back there, I’ll introduce little Morgan to my cheeks later... sound good?” she said as she slapped me playfully... this was going to be the longest beach trip of my life.\n\nWhen we got outside my car was the easiest one to find... it was the bright yellow Camaro in the front row. “You are such a dork... you drive a bumblebee look-a-like?” Ashe asked me as she started to snort.\n\n“Uh... that’s no look-a-like... that’s one of the cars from the movie; I spent 13 million dollars to buy it off of Paramount and the fix her up... had to completely rework both the body and what’s under the hood... she’ll snap a speedo in 5 seconds flat,” I prided myself.\n\n“Which one is this?” Bethany asked me.\n\n“The first one... this is the one that Megan Fox popped the hood and checked out under the hood... 1976 Chevy Camaro... it’s a classic,” I boasted.\n\n“So... I get to be Mikaela right?” Bethany asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist.\n\n“It’s a stick?” Ashe asked as she looked inside the car.\n\n“Yeah... stick gets more horsepower and better gas mileage...  not to mention... I like a manual more... requires more attention; makes driving more fun,” I explained to her. It’s true... I don’t like to drive and the feeling of control that a stick gives me is awesome.\n\n“Why did you fix it up?” Bethany asked me. “It seems like it would be worth more if you’d left it in the condition you’d got it in,” she explained.\n\n“I had to actually... it wasn’t awesome as they made it seem... the rust spots weren’t fake. So I went to my dad’s mechanic, had him rebuild the chassis and retool the interior so she looks beautiful,” I answered.\n\n“Yes... she... does,” Ashe told me as she leaned up against the door.\n\n“Shotgun!” Bethany shouted. I could seem some sort of envy in Ashe’s face as she looked at me.\n\n“Sorry... the rules of shotgun are sacred. It’d be immoral for me to violate those rules,” I told her as I shrugged. She had a nice depressed look on her face, and of course I’m a sucker. “I’ll get shotgun on the way back and you can drive,” I told her irritably. This was the first time that anybody else was going to drive my baby since I got her.\n\n“Thank you,” she chimed as she leaned forward and planted a kiss on my cheek... once again her face turned almost maroon afterwards.\n\n“Let’s go... the beach isn’t going to come to us!” Bethany shouted as she pulled the front seat forward and let Ashe into the back.\n\n“So is this your only car?” Ashe asked me after a few blocks.\n\n“No... I have another one,” I answered... they were gunna ask and it wasn’t going to be good.\n\n“What... the DeLorian from Back to the future?” Bethany asked excitedly.\n\n“Nah, nothing that cool... I have a Nissan Skyline GT-R,” I told her.\n\n“Paul Walker has a car like that... he drove it in the intro to 2 Fast 2 Furious,” Bethany told me.\n\n“Paul Walker HAD a car like that... he lost it to me in LA... had to put Bumblebee up, but in the end I got her from him,” I told them with a laugh as the beast roared as we left town.\n\n“I don’t see any nitrous tanks anywhere... is it like Vin Diesel’s RX7... under the seat?” she asked as she tried to stand up.\n\n“Nah... half of what I spent on her was to rebuild her for the race... didn’t want to fuck up any of the real parts... I have 2 more bodies for her and one extra set of parts. I kept the body i bought her in,” I explained.\n\n“Wait... you expect me to believe you know Paul Walker?” Ashe asked me.\n\n“Yeah, he lives a few doors away from my LA estate; we actually met at a little party Jordan threw after the quintuple-double... he’s a pretty cool guy; he introduced me to Vin Deisel and the Rock once,” I responded.\n\n“Your dad owns a house in LA?” Bethany asked.\n\n“Again, No... I own a house in LA; once again... the perks of having a billionaire father,” I laughed.\n\n“So what’s the story with the house? Let me guess... it used to be Tom Cruise’s house?” Ashe asked me sarcastically.\n\n“Nothing like that... it was Russel Crowe’s,” I shrugged. I could feel both of them staring at me with varying degrees of envious contempt.\n\n“How much money do you have?” Bethany shouted at me.\n\n“Right now... about 200 bucks, but my dad is worth upwards of 50 billion; I’m kinda cut off right now... part of a deal... but before I was worth more than Donald Trump,” I explained. I pulled my Ray-band Wayfarers out of the console as I turned into the sun. When we finally crossed the city limits I hit the gas and pushed it into overdrive, clearing 60 in heartbeat.\n\n“So you have 2 awesome cars and an estate already?” Bethany asked... I’m not a good liar so this next part was only going to ruffle more feathers.\n\n“Two estates and an apartment in Queens... the second place is a ranch outside Vale, 50 acres and a mountain... nothing too big,” I clarified.\n\n“You own a mountain?” Bethany asked me as her jaw dropped.\n\n“Well... it kinda defeats the purpose of a ski lodge if I DON’T have one,” I responded.\n\n“Sorry Ashe, but we’re going to have to share this one... if we’re lucky we can both squeeze a kid out of him... 50% of something is better than 100% of nothing I guess,” Bethany told Ashe she cozied up to me.\n\n“Don’t we have to get married before you think of taking me for half of what I’m worth?” I laughed.\n\n“If you insist... we’ll make the cutest three-some ever... then we’ll have kids... then we’ll get divorced... sound good?” Bethany shouted back to Ashe.\n\n“Wouldn’t it be better if just ONE of us married him... we’d get a bigger chunk of him,” Ashe responded.\n\n“Fine, but whoever does the deed first wins... winner take all,” Bethany challenged Ashe. This felt great... two girls were going to fight over me, but I wasn’t the prize... my money was.\n\n“You don’t have a chance Bethany... I’ve already got him in the palm of my hand,” Ashe answered.\n\n“We’ll see,” Bethany shouted over the engine. She turned my stereo up as she leaned over and started to whisper in my ear. “You know... that first day, when Ashe did that one thing with you... she told me she was pretending to be me, but she messed up. I wouldn’t have stopped!” she told me with a wink. “Ever gotten head while driving?” she asked as she reached to undo the knot on my swim trunks. It was an involuntary reflex when my foot slammed on the gas.\n\nI felt something pulling at my neck... and then I realized I couldn’t breathe. I managed to croak out “driving!” before Ashe strangled me to death. Bethany sat up, straight, giggled, and the pressure on my throat eased up enough that I could feel the fresh air burn in my lungs.\n\n“Getting a little jealous back there Ashe?” Bethany asked.\n\n“The game is just beginning... I’m not going to let you win now,” was all she answered irritably.\n\nThe rest of the trip would have been quiet if it weren’t for the Offspring blazing in the background, but finally we arrived at Kanapolis lake. There were two beaches at this lake, there was one on the south side of the lake and one on the north. We decided to take the north beach because there were more people our own age on the north side, where as the south was more of a family beach.\n\nI suppose it was when I pulled up that I became hated by almost every other guy on the beach; in hind sight it might be the combination of the awesome car and the two girls that got out with me... all I know is that a lot of guys were glaring at me when we found an empty spot on the beach to drop our towels and strip down to our bathing suits. Now I hate to toot my own horn, but I do keep myself in impressive physical condition, so obviously when I took off my shirt things got worse for me... and worse when the girls peeled off their shirts and the short shorts covering their bikinis.\n\nAshe moved quick to wrap herself around one arm, to which Bethany answered by first taking the other arm, and then she wrapped her arms around my stomach and hugged my back like we were riding on a motorcycle. Ashe pulled me in closer and put my hand on her ass... she seemed a little upset, but she wrapped put her arm back behind my waist and forced Bethany back. While she was back there she helped herself to a handful of my butt... I was in a very strange combination of heaven and hell, because I knew that first of all that Ashe wouldn’t be doing this if Bethany weren’t here, and two if the girls left... I would probably be beaten to death by a mob of jealous teenagers.\n\nFirst we decided to join a game of beach volleyball, during which I was hit in the face or neck with either a teammates hand or a ball spiked by an opponent on almost EVERY point. Then the game broke down and they wanted to play football... at which point I decided to take a break... I really didn’t want to play in a contact sport with these people.\n\nInstead Bethany saved my bacon when she asked me to swim with her. Ashe had already made friends with another guy from the volleyball game; they were playing basketball on a blacktop court, which kinda bothered me, though I don’t know why; so I decided that I might as well swim with Bethany.\n\n“So how long have you known Ashe?” I asked her as we started.\n\n“Really? I get this time alone with you and you wanna talk about Ashe?” Bethany asked me in a hurt tone.\n\n“I’m sorry... I just... I don’t-,” I started to apologize, but Bethany started to laugh at me.\n\n“You’ve got money, and you’ve got quite the little body, but you’re not the fastest upstairs are you? I don’t know why, but for some reason... I like you Morgan... A LOT!” She told me as she we reached an area where we’d have to tread water instead of just standing. Her arms stopped moving for a moment as they reached back behind her, and a moment later her top came floating free. “If you can catch me... I’m yours,” She told me as she took off swimming. I took the top in one hand... the last thing I wanted was her coming out of the water like this.\n\nOne thing was obvious... Bethany could swim, even when I swam my fastest she was making me look like a chump. “Come on Morgan... don’t you wanna sneak a peek? Maybe we should up the stakes, she told me as she slipped off her bikini bottom as well. She took off again, and this time I snatched the other part of her swim suit; I gripped her ankle tightly before she could take off again.\n\nInstead of trying to break free she turned around, wrapped both of her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was an overpowering kind of kiss, the kind that Ashe had given me that first day... it made me forget where I was; made me forget everything. She pulled me in close as she kicked her legs to bob up higher; I wrapped my forearm around the top of her thighs as she gripped my hair and pulled me into her breast. I kissed her twice on her neck and above her breast. She pulled my right hand up so that it clasped one on them and then she pulled one of my fingers up inside of her as she kissed me again, this time she let it linger there as I pulled my fingers out and lifted her up... enough foreplay, we were going to start the real thing now.\n\nOf course before i could lower Bethany and end all of it something bit me... ya know... down there. At first the pain just turned me on more... then I felt a hand grip me by the balls and I knew what was happening... Ashe had found us. Then I felt something start to stroke back and forth as I held Bethany up with one hand and with the other I felt something warm and wet beneath the water and behind me. My mouth was still locked with Bethany, but I could tell that she was starting to wonder about just why we hadn’t started... she was obviously ready. I felt another set of breasts pressing against my back. Then I felt a mouth pressing against my back and shoulders, before a tongue came out on one of my ear lobes and every so gently she started nibble. At first Bethany looked upset, but she just wrapped around me tighter as she broke my hold on her upper thigh and pulled my second down to sate the lust between her own legs.\n\nBethany broke the lip lock as she opted to kiss my chest, neck, and shoulders. I turned my head to look at Ashe, but she kissed me over one shoulder; she could only keep one eye half open and her face was blushing deeply, but she seemed to be having a good time. When the release came I felt drained, we had found a secluded place where it was shallow enough to stand, but still... this sort of thing was always draining on me.\n\nAs Bethany pulled her swimsuit back on she kissed me deeply once. “We should do this more often,” she told us as she took off.\n\nWhen I turned around, Ashe wasn’t as forgiving. She had a very angry look on her face. She looked like she was on the verge of tears as she looked at me. I had a flash back to the heat of the moment and I realized that she didn’t have her eyes closed because she was in ecstacy... it was because she’d been appalled by everything.\n\n“I’m sorry,” I told her. At first she didn’t say anything.\n\n“I know how Bethany is; when she wants something she wants it an nobody can tell her no, but you didn’t have to go along with her so easily. I mean, yeah she’s cute and all, but... she’s my best friend, and what would have happened if I didn’t come along and change things when I did?” Ashe asked me.\n\n“I didn’t intend for anything to happen when we went swimming, but then she took her top off and told me to come and get her, so when I started chasing her I had every intention of making her dress again, then when she stopped to pull her bottom I caught her, but before I could start to redress her she kissed me, and not like that innocent little girl kiss you’d give somebody as a first kiss, but like that crazy, carnal, passionate kiss a girl gives a guy that brings out the beast... it completely over-,” I started to explain, but then she caught me by the jaw and kissed me.\n\nThis wasn’t one of those kind of kisses that makes a guy go hard; instead it was the innocent kind of kiss that a girl and a guy exchange as their first kiss. Instead of making me hard, it made me want to hold onto her. I pulled Ashe closer to me and held her tight, and when she broke the contact she buried her head in my chest and I buried my nose in her hair. This change of events had completely stunned me, but it made me happy.\n\n“I love you,” I whispered into her hair.\n\n“I know,” She whispered as she hugged me back. She wrapped her hands around to my back before she kissed me again. As we headed back to the beach she intertwined her fingers with mine... it brought an even greater sense of joy to me. I wrapped by hand around behind her waist where she locked her other hand with mine.\n\nI know this is going to make me sound like a total pussy or whatnot, but I was happier at that time than I could ever remember being.\n\nWhen we got back to the beach Bethany just smiled. “About time... Jesus if I’d pushed any harder I don’t know what would have happened; you two look cute together,” she told us with this massive grin.\n\nOn the way home Ashe sat in the front seat instead of insisting on driving like I’d promised her. We listened to my John Mellencamp CD... of course we all seemed to love the song “Small Town”. Every time I looked over at Ashe she was smiling, and GOD was she beautiful.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Alright I’ve wasted enough of your time with what happens EACH AND EVERY DAY... it’s time to speed things up a bit... especially since we didn’t do anything new between Tuesday and Thursday before school started. So now it’s Friday, got it? Good!

It started out like every other day that week had; me sleeping in late, having an erotic dream starring Ashe, and her waking me up half an hour before my alarm clock.

“Can’t you wait until normal people are awake?” I shouted at her.

“It’s the last day of summer... get dressed we’re going to the beach,” she told me as she threw a pair of swim trunks at me. No room for debate here i guess.

I was getting dressed when I realized that in order to find my trunks she’d have had to look through my stuff. “You didn’t go through my shit did you?” I shouted to her in my living room area.

“Nah, you left those in the dryer after you did your laundry last night; reminded me that after this week we have to wait for the weekend to go to the beach, so hurry up,” she hollered back. “Hurry... the taxi will be here in five minutes and I don’t want to make him wait... you know the meter runs while he’s out there,” she rushed me.

“We’ll take my car,” I yelled back.

“You have a car?” she asked.

“For a few years now... I’m 16 and my dad is a billionaire... there has to be a few perks doesn’t there?” I shouted back.

“What kind of car?” she asked.

“A fast car,” was all I answered... when most people saw my they car they laughed in recognition. Really I had 2 cars, but she didn’t need to know about the newer one... that was likely to just make her angry.

After we got dressed we were to the elevator when she met somebody she knew. “Bethany!” She shouted enthusiastically to the young bunny in the elevator.

“Ashe! It’s so good to see you... we have to talk about... oh... Ashe... who’s this... lovely specimen?” the young rabbit, who must have been Bethany, responded as she slid a little closer to me.

“Bethany Ulsaker, this is Morgan Pride, from across the hall, Morgan-Bethany, Bethany-Morgan,” Ashe introduced us. Bethany was a bombshell... no other way to put it. She was about half an inch taller than me, with long, silky looking legs and toned thighs covered in cream colored fur. Her eyes were a chocolate color of brown that was almost mesmerising with her long blonde hair, but the most-notable feature to her physique was her bust, which she seemed especially proud of as she stood there in her tank top.

“Ashe... don’t be stingy... introduce us,” Bethany said as she stood between the two of us. After word I could have sworn she mouthed the word “hot” but I couldn’t swear. Ashe just looked disapprovingly at her. They stood there for a moment looking at each other before anybody moved. “Fine... I guess. Morgan, I’m Bethany Ulsaker, I’m Ashe’s room mate and best friend; such a pleasure to meet you,” she said as she curtsied, then she took my hand and wrapped her arm around my elbow as she pulled me in closer. All I could think of was my elbow rubbing up against her soft breasts. She smiled innocently when I started to laugh nervously. Ashe stared at Bethany first, before she turned her attention to me.

“Don’t waste your time Bethany... this one is a total pervert; I wouldn’t be surprised if he tries to look up your skirt,” Ashe replied irritably as her face grew dark.

“He won’t have to look... I’ll just show him,” Bethany responded as she lifted the front of her skirt up. She was wearing these plain white cotton panties underneath. “If this is what you like look all you want... I’m not averse to touching either,” she said as she grabbed me by the wrist and started to pull my hand toward her.

Ashe started to get really mad though... she broke Bethany’s hold and then shoved me back. Her face was a dark color of red as she looked at me. “Stupid lecherous pervert,” She muttered as she started to push Bethany back towards their room. “Idiot! Get the bags, and don’t even think of stealing her panties... I’ll hunt you down if you even try it!” she shouted at me.

Great way to start out the day I guess... as a pack mule. The bags must have weighed a ton, but I did manage to drag them back to the girls’ room. “Where do you want ‘em?” I shouted to them. They’d gone into one of the bed rooms. I could hear them talking rather animatedly, one voice, sounded kinda like Ashe, was talking quickly while the other listened and threw in some responses now and then.

“Just throw them in my room,” Bethany called in reply. I gathered them up and decided that they were in Ashe’s room. I hauled them into the opposite room and was met by a massive surprise. Inside the room was as feminine as they come; we’re talking sky blue paint, with green, blue, and purple comforter, a massive pile of stuffed animals of all sorts on the bed... it even smelled like vanilla. I placed her bags gently beside the bed and quickly returned to the front room.

After a moment the door to the other room opened and the girls trooped in, Ashe seemed a little frustrated, but Bethany was the picture of innocence. She stared at me intently for a moment with these huge brown eyes. Bethany came forward purposefully, I backed off to get out of her way, but when we got to the wall she put her arms on both sides of me as she leaned in and kissed me.

The taste was startling, familiar and yet unfamiliar. It awoke a hunger in my loins, but the taste was different. This was made to seduce and tempt, but instead of the fruity taste of Ashe this was a more reserved taste like cinnamon, honey, vanilla, and sugar. The suddenness completely stunned me while the heat and feel relaxed away my tension. Bethany reached down to my hand and pulled it up her tank top where it cupped her bare breast, she forced me to caress her nipple delicately as she reached down to my pants.

Ashe coughed loudly to bring me back to awareness. She gave me this piercing glare, like I had done something. Bethany broke the kiss before she looked at me. “Sorry Ashe, you’re going to have to learn to share with this one,” she said over her shoulder.

Ashe just turned her startling gaze on Bethany. “Like I’d want anything to do with this stupid, perverted, spineless son of a bitch,” She said in an angry tone.

“Then he’s all mine... works for me... no fighting this way,” Bethany said charmingly. “Weren’t you going somewhere... my boyfriend and I are kind of busy here,” Bethany asked impatiently.

“Bethany... you need to change,” Ashe said after she pried her eyes away from Bethany.

“Oh... right, I got this cute little bikini to show both of you,” Bethany said as she turned and went into her room to change.

Ashe maintained her icy demeanor for a moment as she glared daggers at me. After a moment the facade melted and she looked at me with these alluring and tender eyes. She put her hands on my chest as she gripped my shirt and pulled me into her own kiss. It was different than her usual type though, instead of inciting just inciting lust it was filled a thousand new and confusing emotions that had been added since the last time our tongues had met. She pulled me in close to her as her breasts pushed me back against the wall behind me. She wrapped one arm around my neck as she stood up on her tip-toes and began to massage my groin softly.

“You like this?” she asked softly. I grunted and nodded my head. Then her warm and delicate hand turned to an ice hard vice as she clamped down on my genitals. “Then turn it off before I break it off,” she said coldly. “If you can manage to keep it in your pants and not fall for another of her tricks like that one back there, I’ll introduce little Morgan to my cheeks later... sound good?” she said as she slapped me playfully... this was going to be the longest beach trip of my life.

When we got outside my car was the easiest one to find... it was the bright yellow Camaro in the front row. “You are such a dork... you drive a bumblebee look-a-like?” Ashe asked me as she started to snort.

“Uh... that’s no look-a-like... that’s one of the cars from the movie; I spent 13 million dollars to buy it off of Paramount and the fix her up... had to completely rework both the body and what’s under the hood... she’ll snap a speedo in 5 seconds flat,” I prided myself.

“Which one is this?” Bethany asked me.

“The first one... this is the one that Megan Fox popped the hood and checked out under the hood... 1976 Chevy Camaro... it’s a classic,” I boasted.

“So... I get to be Mikaela right?” Bethany asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

“It’s a stick?” Ashe asked as she looked inside the car.

“Yeah... stick gets more horsepower and better gas mileage...  not to mention... I like a manual more... requires more attention; makes driving more fun,” I explained to her. It’s true... I don’t like to drive and the feeling of control that a stick gives me is awesome.

“Why did you fix it up?” Bethany asked me. “It seems like it would be worth more if you’d left it in the condition you’d got it in,” she explained.

“I had to actually... it wasn’t awesome as they made it seem... the rust spots weren’t fake. So I went to my dad’s mechanic, had him rebuild the chassis and retool the interior so she looks beautiful,” I answered.

“Yes... she... does,” Ashe told me as she leaned up against the door.

“Shotgun!” Bethany shouted. I could seem some sort of envy in Ashe’s face as she looked at me.

“Sorry... the rules of shotgun are sacred. It’d be immoral for me to violate those rules,” I told her as I shrugged. She had a nice depressed look on her face, and of course I’m a sucker. “I’ll get shotgun on the way back and you can drive,” I told her irritably. This was the first time that anybody else was going to drive my baby since I got her.

“Thank you,” she chimed as she leaned forward and planted a kiss on my cheek... once again her face turned almost maroon afterwards.

“Let’s go... the beach isn’t going to come to us!” Bethany shouted as she pulled the front seat forward and let Ashe into the back.

“So is this your only car?” Ashe asked me after a few blocks.

“No... I have another one,” I answered... they were gunna ask and it wasn’t going to be good.

“What... the DeLorian from Back to the future?” Bethany asked excitedly.

“Nah, nothing that cool... I have a Nissan Skyline GT-R,” I told her.

“Paul Walker has a car like that... he drove it in the intro to 2 Fast 2 Furious,” Bethany told me.

“Paul Walker HAD a car like that... he lost it to me in LA... had to put Bumblebee up, but in the end I got her from him,” I told them with a laugh as the beast roared as we left town.

“I don’t see any nitrous tanks anywhere... is it like Vin Diesel’s RX7... under the seat?” she asked as she tried to stand up.

“Nah... half of what I spent on her was to rebuild her for the race... didn’t want to fuck up any of the real parts... I have 2 more bodies for her and one extra set of parts. I kept the body i bought her in,” I explained.

“Wait... you expect me to believe you know Paul Walker?” Ashe asked me.

“Yeah, he lives a few doors away from my LA estate; we actually met at a little party Jordan threw after the quintuple-double... he’s a pretty cool guy; he introduced me to Vin Deisel and the Rock once,” I responded.

“Your dad owns a house in LA?” Bethany asked.

“Again, No... I own a house in LA; once again... the perks of having a billionaire father,” I laughed.

“So what’s the story with the house? Let me guess... it used to be Tom Cruise’s house?” Ashe asked me sarcastically.

“Nothing like that... it was Russel Crowe’s,” I shrugged. I could feel both of them staring at me with varying degrees of envious contempt.

“How much money do you have?” Bethany shouted at me.

“Right now... about 200 bucks, but my dad is worth upwards of 50 billion; I’m kinda cut off right now... part of a deal... but before I was worth more than Donald Trump,” I explained. I pulled my Ray-band Wayfarers out of the console as I turned into the sun. When we finally crossed the city limits I hit the gas and pushed it into overdrive, clearing 60 in heartbeat.

“So you have 2 awesome cars and an estate already?” Bethany asked... I’m not a good liar so this next part was only going to ruffle more feathers.

“Two estates and an apartment in Queens... the second place is a ranch outside Vale, 50 acres and a mountain... nothing too big,” I clarified.

“You own a mountain?” Bethany asked me as her jaw dropped.

“Well... it kinda defeats the purpose of a ski lodge if I DON’T have one,” I responded.

“Sorry Ashe, but we’re going to have to share this one... if we’re lucky we can both squeeze a kid out of him... 50% of something is better than 100% of nothing I guess,” Bethany told Ashe she cozied up to me.

“Don’t we have to get married before you think of taking me for half of what I’m worth?” I laughed.

“If you insist... we’ll make the cutest three-some ever... then we’ll have kids... then we’ll get divorced... sound good?” Bethany shouted back to Ashe.

“Wouldn’t it be better if just ONE of us married him... we’d get a bigger chunk of him,” Ashe responded.

“Fine, but whoever does the deed first wins... winner take all,” Bethany challenged Ashe. This felt great... two girls were going to fight over me, but I wasn’t the prize... my money was.

“You don’t have a chance Bethany... I’ve already got him in the palm of my hand,” Ashe answered.

“We’ll see,” Bethany shouted over the engine. She turned my stereo up as she leaned over and started to whisper in my ear. “You know... that first day, when Ashe did that one thing with you... she told me she was pretending to be me, but she messed up. I wouldn’t have stopped!” she told me with a wink. “Ever gotten head while driving?” she asked as she reached to undo the knot on my swim trunks. It was an involuntary reflex when my foot slammed on the gas.

I felt something pulling at my neck... and then I realized I couldn’t breathe. I managed to croak out “driving!” before Ashe strangled me to death. Bethany sat up, straight, giggled, and the pressure on my throat eased up enough that I could feel the fresh air burn in my lungs.

“Getting a little jealous back there Ashe?” Bethany asked.

“The game is just beginning... I’m not going to let you win now,” was all she answered irritably.

The rest of the trip would have been quiet if it weren’t for the Offspring blazing in the background, but finally we arrived at Kanapolis lake. There were two beaches at this lake, there was one on the south side of the lake and one on the north. We decided to take the north beach because there were more people our own age on the north side, where as the south was more of a family beach.

I suppose it was when I pulled up that I became hated by almost every other guy on the beach; in hind sight it might be the combination of the awesome car and the two girls that got out with me... all I know is that a lot of guys were glaring at me when we found an empty spot on the beach to drop our towels and strip down to our bathing suits. Now I hate to toot my own horn, but I do keep myself in impressive physical condition, so obviously when I took off my shirt things got worse for me... and worse when the girls peeled off their shirts and the short shorts covering their bikinis.

Ashe moved quick to wrap herself around one arm, to which Bethany answered by first taking the other arm, and then she wrapped her arms around my stomach and hugged my back like we were riding on a motorcycle. Ashe pulled me in closer and put my hand on her ass... she seemed a little upset, but she wrapped put her arm back behind my waist and forced Bethany back. While she was back there she helped herself to a handful of my butt... I was in a very strange combination of heaven and hell, because I knew that first of all that Ashe wouldn’t be doing this if Bethany weren’t here, and two if the girls left... I would probably be beaten to death by a mob of jealous teenagers.

First we decided to join a game of beach volleyball, during which I was hit in the face or neck with either a teammates hand or a ball spiked by an opponent on almost EVERY point. Then the game broke down and they wanted to play football... at which point I decided to take a break... I really didn’t want to play in a contact sport with these people.

Instead Bethany saved my bacon when she asked me to swim with her. Ashe had already made friends with another guy from the volleyball game; they were playing basketball on a blacktop court, which kinda bothered me, though I don’t know why; so I decided that I might as well swim with Bethany.

“So how long have you known Ashe?” I asked her as we started.

“Really? I get this time alone with you and you wanna talk about Ashe?” Bethany asked me in a hurt tone.

“I’m sorry... I just... I don’t-,” I started to apologize, but Bethany started to laugh at me.

“You’ve got money, and you’ve got quite the little body, but you’re not the fastest upstairs are you? I don’t know why, but for some reason... I like you Morgan... A LOT!” She told me as she we reached an area where we’d have to tread water instead of just standing. Her arms stopped moving for a moment as they reached back behind her, and a moment later her top came floating free. “If you can catch me... I’m yours,” She told me as she took off swimming. I took the top in one hand... the last thing I wanted was her coming out of the water like this.

One thing was obvious... Bethany could swim, even when I swam my fastest she was making me look like a chump. “Come on Morgan... don’t you wanna sneak a peek? Maybe we should up the stakes, she told me as she slipped off her bikini bottom as well. She took off again, and this time I snatched the other part of her swim suit; I gripped her ankle tightly before she could take off again.

Instead of trying to break free she turned around, wrapped both of her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was an overpowering kind of kiss, the kind that Ashe had given me that first day... it made me forget where I was; made me forget everything. She pulled me in close as she kicked her legs to bob up higher; I wrapped my forearm around the top of her thighs as she gripped my hair and pulled me into her breast. I kissed her twice on her neck and above her breast. She pulled my right hand up so that it clasped one on them and then she pulled one of my fingers up inside of her as she kissed me again, this time she let it linger there as I pulled my fingers out and lifted her up... enough foreplay, we were going to start the real thing now.

Of course before i could lower Bethany and end all of it something bit me... ya know... down there. At first the pain just turned me on more... then I felt a hand grip me by the balls and I knew what was happening... Ashe had found us. Then I felt something start to stroke back and forth as I held Bethany up with one hand and with the other I felt something warm and wet beneath the water and behind me. My mouth was still locked with Bethany, but I could tell that she was starting to wonder about just why we hadn’t started... she was obviously ready. I felt another set of breasts pressing against my back. Then I felt a mouth pressing against my back and shoulders, before a tongue came out on one of my ear lobes and every so gently she started nibble. At first Bethany looked upset, but she just wrapped around me tighter as she broke my hold on her upper thigh and pulled my second down to sate the lust between her own legs.

Bethany broke the lip lock as she opted to kiss my chest, neck, and shoulders. I turned my head to look at Ashe, but she kissed me over one shoulder; she could only keep one eye half open and her face was blushing deeply, but she seemed to be having a good time. When the release came I felt drained, we had found a secluded place where it was shallow enough to stand, but still... this sort of thing was always draining on me.

As Bethany pulled her swimsuit back on she kissed me deeply once. “We should do this more often,” she told us as she took off.

When I turned around, Ashe wasn’t as forgiving. She had a very angry look on her face. She looked like she was on the verge of tears as she looked at me. I had a flash back to the heat of the moment and I realized that she didn’t have her eyes closed because she was in ecstacy... it was because she’d been appalled by everything.

“I’m sorry,” I told her. At first she didn’t say anything.

“I know how Bethany is; when she wants something she wants it an nobody can tell her no, but you didn’t have to go along with her so easily. I mean, yeah she’s cute and all, but... she’s my best friend, and what would have happened if I didn’t come along and change things when I did?” Ashe asked me.

“I didn’t intend for anything to happen when we went swimming, but then she took her top off and told me to come and get her, so when I started chasing her I had every intention of making her dress again, then when she stopped to pull her bottom I caught her, but before I could start to redress her she kissed me, and not like that innocent little girl kiss you’d give somebody as a first kiss, but like that crazy, carnal, passionate kiss a girl gives a guy that brings out the beast... it completely over-,” I started to explain, but then she caught me by the jaw and kissed me.

This wasn’t one of those kind of kisses that makes a guy go hard; instead it was the innocent kind of kiss that a girl and a guy exchange as their first kiss. Instead of making me hard, it made me want to hold onto her. I pulled Ashe closer to me and held her tight, and when she broke the contact she buried her head in my chest and I buried my nose in her hair. This change of events had completely stunned me, but it made me happy.

“I love you,” I whispered into her hair.

“I know,” She whispered as she hugged me back. She wrapped her hands around to my back before she kissed me again. As we headed back to the beach she intertwined her fingers with mine... it brought an even greater sense of joy to me. I wrapped by hand around behind her waist where she locked her other hand with mine.

I know this is going to make me sound like a total pussy or whatnot, but I was happier at that time than I could ever remember being.

When we got back to the beach Bethany just smiled. “About time... Jesus if I’d pushed any harder I don’t know what would have happened; you two look cute together,” she told us with this massive grin.

On the way home Ashe sat in the front seat instead of insisting on driving like I’d promised her. We listened to my John Mellencamp CD... of course we all seemed to love the song “Small Town”. Every time I looked over at Ashe she was smiling, and GOD was she beautiful.

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