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 Like all of my work this is fiction.  Pure and simple.  If you don't like
the idea of young people testing their boundaries then you should read no
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   Parklife - A shy teenage boy meets his match with two young girls who
bring him out of his shell and unleash a dragon.

   On the Monday morning Danny turned up at the holiday park.  Mr Grainger
gave him a wire brush, a hammer and some nails.  For the whole morning
Danny took the brush to the wooden fencing at the front of the site.  Where
he found anything coming loose he hammered it back into place with the
nails.

   During the afternoon he started the repainting job.  A job that lasted
all week.

   He was pretty much finished by the time Charlie arrived home on Friday
evening.  She came to see him before she even got changed out of her
uniform.

   No more than a few words had been exchanged before Mr Grainger joined
the two youngsters.

   "You've done well Danny" he stated simply as he handed over some folded
notes.  "Charlie, take the boy inside, point him at the shower and then get
him something to eat and drink.  I'll run him home in an hour or so."

   "But I haven't finished yet" protested Danny

   The man smiled

   "Don't be in too much of a hurry son.  The fence will still be here on
Monday."

   "C'mon" invited Charlie holding out her hand.  Danny realised how stiff
he was as he took her hand and tried to stand.

   "Maybe a shower would be a good idea" he admitted as he stretched his
shoulders.

   Charlie led him to the main house and into the kitchen.  This was as far
as the boy had ever been into the house.  He would have his tea and lunch
breaks in the kitchen if the weather was bad.

   "C'mon" she beckoned, leading him out into the hallway.

   He followed her to the right and up a flight of stairs.

   They stopped at the airing cupboard and she pulled out a large towel
before moving down the corridor once again.

   "My room" she announced as they passed by a closed door.  "I'll be in
there when you are finished."

   Then she pushed open another door and ushered him in to the shower room.

   "It's pretty straightforward" she said indicating the controls "but if
you can't figure it out then yell and I'll come and show you."

   Danny got the water flowing before getting undressed and pretty soon he
was luxuriating in a steady warm flow as he washed.

   He finished showering, dressed and went along to find Charlie.

   "No help needed huh!" she said winking.

   Danny blushed

   "Maybe you should keep some fresh cloths here so you don't have to put
the mucky stuff back on." She added as she led him back towards the
kitchen.

   She made small talk whilst he hate a cold beef sandwich and then, just
as he finished the last morsel, Mr Grainger arrived.

   Danny clambered into the passenger seat of the battered pick up and Mr
Grainger drove off.  Charlie waved them off.

   They drove for a few minutes before Mr Grainger said anything.

   "I like you Danny" he said simply.

   "er thanks Mr Grainger."

   "Charlie likes you too ....  You know that right?"

   "Hadn't thought about it really."

   "When you planning on taking the pictures?"

   "I thought maybe this weekend if the weather is good"

   Mr Grainger grunted and lapsed into silence.

   The weather was good.

   The girls posed around the gardens, ran through the adventure play area
together and generally had a good time.  Danny filled up two memory cards.

   Sunday afternoon Mollie visited as he was going through the shots.

   "Any good?" she beamed

   "There might be one or two" replied Danny hesitantly "I'm just not so
good at capturing people."

   "there's still time, right, you'll get other opportunities.

   "Maybe" agreed Danny.

   The weeks went by.

   Danny worked at the camp most days during the week.  At weekends he
mostly stayed at home.  Mollie stopped calling in.  She was away at
Charlie's most weekends.

   One Thursday Danny had been working late to finish some repairs to one
of the chalets.  The heavens had opened and Mr Grainger simply popped his
bike into the back of his pick up and offered him a ride home.

   After a few moments of driving Mr Grainger spoke.

   "I reckon Charlie has started to take an interest in boys" he stated
simply.

   Danny swallowed and looked out of the window.

   "I'm not accusing you of anything Danny.  Remember I like you."

   "Right, er, thanks."

   "You must have realised that Charlie really likes you?"

   "um, er, not really."

   "you blind or what?"

   Danny looked at the man as Mr Grainger pulled to the side of the road
and stopped the truck.

   "You must have noticed the way she's been dressing.  Shorter skirts,
tight jeans and shorts, lots of skin."

   "um, no not really"

   "I was your age once" he continued "I'd have been trying to get into her
pants." He explained

   "Honestly Mr Grainger I had no plans to ....."

   "Be quiet and listen Danny.  If it isn't you then it'll be some other
boy I may not know or like.  I'd prefer it was you."

   Danny sat dumbstruck.

   "I'd ask three favours" said Mr Grainger quietly.

   "Try not to be too obvious around Mrs Grainger, don't push Charlie too
far too fast and when you get bored try and end it nicely."

   Danny sat in silence.

   Mr Grainger smiled.

   "I've seen the way she looks at you boy.  Won't be long before she finds
some way to get you interested.

   Danny let his jaw drop.

   "C'mon boy, what planet are you from?" snapped Mr Grainger

   "I, um, I, er I went to an all boys school." He spluttered

   "Are you gay?"

   "NO!" roared Danny indignantly.

   Mr Grainger smiled

   "Then I reckon you'll be breaking your duck before too long.  Just don't
flaunt it ok."

   "Ok" the boy replied hesitantly.

   "And don't let Charlie know that I know"

   "ok" Danny croaked as he tried to get his head around events.

   "Now" said Mr Grainger as he pulled away from the kerb "I could do with
a hand Friday night and Saturday morning.  We have a biggish party coming
in and I haven't got my full kitchen staff yet."

   "Thanks Mr Grainger" the boy replied hesitantly.

   "It'll be too late for you to get home Friday so I'll talk to your
parents and we'll put you up at the park"

   "Ok"

   "You may as well stay Saturday night too, not to work, just enjoy the
facilities on me."

   Danny smiled

   "Charlie and Mollie will be around of course."

   Danny swallowed hard and Mr Grainger chuckled.

   Mr Grainger picked Danny up at 4.00 on Friday afternoon.

   As Danny clambered into the passenger seat he realised hat Mollie was
already there, sat in the middle of the wide bench seat.

   "Makes sense to pick you both up together huh!" explained the man.

   "Hi" whispered Mollie sheepishly.

   Danny just smiled awkwardly.

   Once at the holiday park Mr Grainger took Danny off to the staff
accommodation whilst Mollie went to find Charlie.

   The staff accommodation turned out to be a 4 bedroomed holiday chalet,
just behind the kitchens and main complex.  Apart from the bedrooms it
boasted a decent kitchen and lounge.

   "You'll be on you own here.  Is that alright?"

   "Fine thanks" said Danny

   "Eat in the complex or with the girls, as you wish.  Take a minute to
sort things out and choose a room and then come over to the kitchen for
5.30."

   "Ok Mr Grainger"

   "Oh and there's a uniform shirt and trousers laid out on the bed
upstairs."

   "Ok" the boy repeated.

   The door closed behind Mr Grainger and Danny looked about him before
going to change.

   By 5.30 Danny was in the kitchen.

   Mr Grainger introduced him to Mrs Watson, the cook, who set him to work
preparing vegetables.

   Thereafter he was set to helping prepare the dining room and then back
to the kitchen to help Mrs Watson in any way he could.

   Finally, as the increase in noise signalled the start of guests
arriving, Mrs Watson looked hi up and down.

   "You're a good lad" she decided "work well and polite.  I like that. 
You can call me Mo, all my friends do."

   "Thanks Mo" beamed Danny

   "Right now let's get the hot food into those kettles and onto the
trolleys.  We need to get it out to the buffet tables quick as we can."

   The rest of the evening passed in a whirl.  When Danny wasn't delivering
food he was clearing tables or stacking the dishwasher or taking drinks
orders.

   Finally, just after 11.30, Mo called a halt.

   "Done all we can here Danny boy.  Get some sleep.  I need you here for
7.00 for the breakfast round."

   Danny slipped out, grateful for the cool night air, and headed towards
the chalet.

   He tugged off his clothes and fell into bed.  He was sound asleep in
seconds.

   Somehow the boy woke in good time and was washed, dressed and in the
kitchen just before 7.00.

   Mo gave him a grin and a mug of tea.

   Danny started out preparing what he could and then as the guests started
coming in for breakfast, he was front of house taking orders and serving
tea and coffee.

   Mr Grainger joined them at about 9.15 and, taking over the dining room,
sent Danny off to get himself some breakfast.

   Thereafter Mo set him to work watching eggs and bacon as they cooked
before, finally, giving him his head and letting him fill a couple of
orders on his own.

   It was all over by 10.30.

   "Right" announced Mr Grainger "Danny, go get changed and meet me outside
in 20 minutes."

   It was more of a command than a suggestion and Danny found himself
halfway to the chalet before he even thought about it.

   The boy decided that he didn't have time for a shower so instead he
simply discarded his uniform shirt and trousers and tugged a tee shirt and
pair of jeans into place.

   He squeezed back into his trainers, grabbed his rucksack with his camera
and laptop in and rushed back out of the door.

   Mr Grainger was talking to Mo at the rear of the building.  He
intercepted the boy as he approached.

   "Right then" he started "Ever used one of these?" he asked waving his
arm in the direction of a muddy quad bike.

   "er no." replied Danny

   "Fancy having a go?"

   Before Danny could answer he was sitting astride the machine as Mr
Grainger explained the basics of clutch control and pedal operated gears.

   After listening intently for a while the boy was instructed to start her
up.

   He turned the key, checked that the neutral light was on, as instructed,
and pressed the start button.

   She roared into life.

   He grinned broadly and then stalled her three times before finally
getting away and up the gravel path.

   Mr Grainger ran alongside him, gave further instruction and made him
drive around the area for a good 10 minutes before pulling him over.

   "Ok you have the basics.  The rest you'll learn as you go.  Not too fast
and try and stick to the paths initially."

   Danny nodded his understanding.

   "Oh and Charlie will want a go.  She's too young yet.  Too young and too
headstrong.  You can give her a ride if you feel confident enough but she
is not to have the controls.  Understood?"

   "Yessir!" snapped Danny.

   "Right then, Mo put this together for you." He said as he loaded a large
plastic case to the rear carrier and secured it into place "The girls are
in the top paddock near the woods.  Take your time and have a good day."

   Danny grinned broadly, waved at Mrs Watson and stalled.

   Mr Grainger chuckled, Mo tried not too and Danny started the machine
once more.

   He got away this time.  Not exactly smoothly but moving forwards.

   During his time at the park Danny had become quite familiar with the
layout.

   The static caravans and the chalets were in one area nearest to the
central complex and the house.

   From there the camp sloped upwards.

   Each area was separated by traditional hedging forming small paddocks.
Each paddock had an oval concrete road with pitches on either side.  In the
centre of each paddock was a toilet and shower block.

   Currently, this early in the season, only the two lower paddocks had any
guests in.

   The top paddock was a further three enclosures on.  Danny had only had
cause to go up there once and he remembered being able to look down on the
rest of the park.

   He trundled up the slope, gingerly trading gears as he needed to.

   A movement to one side caused him to stop.

   At the edge of the paddock a pair of pheasants cocks were squaring up to
each other.

   Danny turned the engine off and unslung his backpack.

   He drew out his camera and, hanging the strap around his neck, he spent
a number of minutes watching their antics as each tried to shoo the other
away.

   Finally, one beat a retreat over the nearest hedge and the other chased
after him.

   Danny smiled to himself, lowered the camera to his chest and restarted
the quad.

   Eventually, he pulled through the gateway into the top paddock. 
Scouring the area he picked out the gaudy wind break with ease and started
off in that direction.

   As he got closer the girls heard him and two heads popped up over the
yellow and orange striped material.

   Danny automatically pulled over and lifted the camera to capture those
two heads floating comically above a sea of orange sand.

   The girls waved and he drove on up to where they had set up camp.

   He parked on the road, as Mr Grainger had recommended, and clambered
off.

   The wind break and the girls were still about 35 feet away.  They came
to meet him and he raised his camera once again.

   Only now, looking to frame the perfect shot, did Danny really study the
girls.

   Mollie was dark skinned, with dark hair and, if he remembered rightly,
brown eyes.

   She was a little taller and a little heavier than Charlie but, the boy
noticed with some discomfort, she had extra curves.

   Charlie was almost the opposite.  Blonde and pale.  Slight and willowy.
Almost certainly with blue eyes he decided, though he hadn't actually taken
that much notice previously.

   He zoomed in as they approached, chatting and giggling.

   Mollie was the pragmatist.  She wore plain blue jeans, a pale pink tee
shirt and a dark coloured waistcoat on top.

   Charlie wore next to nothing.  Her long legs stretched from bare feet to
short denim cutoffs.  A few inches of denim and the skin started again,
broken only by the bikini top and her cascading hair.

   "See anything you like?" asked Mollie as they reached him.

   "I, er, I was just framing some shots" he replied lamely.

   The girls giggled in unison.

   "C'mon, let's get the picnic stuff over to the camp." Suggested Charlie.

   The girls took the plastic crate between them and Danny was left to
follow along with his own bag of tricks.

   Before he knew it he found his eyes darting from one tight denim clad
backside to the other.

   "So how was kitchen duty?" asked Mollie

   "More importantly" interrupted Charlie "How come Dad let you use a
quad?"

   "Kitchen duty was ok.  We got on pretty well."

   "What you and Mo?" queried Charlie "She hates anybody under 50"

   Mollie giggled and Danny smiled.

   "Can I have a go on the quad" Charlie continued promptly

   "No can do" replied Danny "Your dad was very specific."

   "What did he say?"

   "That you weren't to ride it unless I felt confident enough to take you
around on the back."

   "Can we have a go?"

   "Yeah maybe later, can I get a drink first, and maybe a few pics just so
I remember why I'm here." The boy replied

   Mollie tossed him a can of coke.

   "What did you have in mind for the photos?" asked Charlie.

   "Not sure really" the boy mused "maybe you two can just hang out and
I'll take a few snaps now and then."

   "Hang out?" queried Charlie "You mean the way you got Mollie to "hang
out" with no shirt on?"

   Danny went beet red.

   "She's kidding" Mollie said nudging him with her foot.  "I told her it
was all very tasteful and nothing was on show."

   The boy brightened up and slowly the trio relaxed into each others
company.

   When the girls broke into a mock squabble and started poking each other
with twigs Danny quietly raised his camera.

   Charlie briefly looked his way, smiled gently and proceeded to toss a
handful of grass at Mollie.

   They moved on, outside the wind beak in the vast expanse of the paddock,
they challenged each other to cartwheel competitions and Danny snapped away
as legs and arms went in all directions.

   Eventually he called a halt.

   "Time for some food girls?" he queried.

   "Not until I've had my ride" squealed Charlie

   "On the quad" added Mollie mischievously

   "Ok just a quick one though" agreed Danny

   "I'll do the camera thing" offered Mollie.

   That took some persuasion.

   Eventually Danny set the focus to automatic, showed her which buttons to
press and sighed as he gave her possession of the love of his life.

   He sat astride the quad and Charlie promptly clambered on behind him.

   He started her up, said a quick prayer to the god of clutch control, and
moved smoothly off.

   Charlie wrapped her arms around him and peered over his shoulder, her
hair trailing in the wind.

   After the first circuit of the paddock Mollie called a halt.

   "Er, Danny" she blustered "It'd look better, more macho, if you had your
shirt off."

   "What?"

   "Trust me.  I have the camera"

   The boy looked at his neighbour.  Shook his head and tugged his tee
shirt over his head.

   They moved off again.  Charlie snuggled up against him.

   Danny found himself noticing the pressure of her stiffening nipples on
his back and had to force himself to concentrate on the road ahead.  Still,
they made another circuit before Mollie stopped them again.

   "Not working" she stated simply "You have to Charlie."

   "'K" whispered the blonde on the back of the quad.

   "What's happening?" asked Danny turning.

   Charlie clipped his ear.

   "No looking" she hissed.

   He was about to argue but then he saw Mollie reach out and take
something from Charlie.

   Must be his imagination but it really looked the same as Charlie's
bikini top.

   She leaned into him and he groaned.

   With immense willpower he managed to pull away smoothly again.  He was
acutely aware of her hot breasts mashed into his back.  Her hard nipples,
like pebbles on a beach he might be laying on.

   The circuit took forever.

   "Thanks" Charlie whispered as he pulled up "Give me a moment."

   He turned the engine off and waited as she swung off the quad.  He kept
facing forwards for as long as he could and then turned.

   She was about 6 feet away.  She had her back to him.  Mollie was holding
out the bikini top.

   Danny let his eyes travel up and down her lithe young body.  About 6
inches of denim spoiled the view but his imagination was already there.

   He waited until she was decent and then joined the girls.

   "Lunch" he croaked

   The girls giggled at him.

   After lunch he fired up the laptop and downloaded the mornings captures.

   He had to admit that the shots with both him and Charlie topless were
exceptional.  Mollie beamed.

   "Probably can't use them though" he mused

   "Maybe just as well" suggested Mollie

   "How about water babies?" asked Charlie "Would you like some shots of me
and Mollie in the pool?"

   "Duh!  He's a boy" sneered Mollie

   Danny blushed.

   Charlie giggled.

   The pool wouldn't be available until after 6.00 when it closed to the
public.  After that the lifeguard went off duty and it became a private
facility.

   The trio lazed around and chatted for a couple of hours before they
started clearing up.

   Danny took most of the gear back to the complex on the back of the quad.
The girls followed more slowly.

   In fact, Danny had tie to drop everything off and go back to the chalet
and change before the girls arrived.

   He still had on jeans and a tee shirt.  Now though, he wore his swimming
shorts underneath the jeans.

   His rucksack was, as usual, slung over one shoulder when the girls
arrived.

   Charlie popped in to tell her father where they were headed and then,
happy that both parents were busy with the guests in the dining hall and
bar, she led the way through the rear of the complex to the pool house.

   Charlie flicked on the lights as they entered the darkened room.  The
filter rumbled quietly and slight ripples floated across the surface of an
otherwise still pool.

   Mollie slipped into a changing cubicle and emerged a few moments later
in a bronze bikini which merged, almost seamlessly, with her skin tones.

   Danny looked at Charlie who grinned, undid her shorts and slid them down
to reveal bikini bottoms to match the top he had been looking at all day.

   Danny couldn't help but notice that Charlie's bikini was rather skimpier
than Mollie's.  He tried to put it out of his mind as he dug his camera out
of the bag.

   First he took few shots of the girls around the poolside and then he had
them run and jump into the pool as he captured frame after frame.

   He shot them as they splashed each other in the shallow end and then
chased each other up the length of the pool.  He took pictures as each of
them clambered up the ladder and raced for towels, droplets of water
slithering down their bodies and cascading to the floor about them.  He
took shots of them wrapped up in big fluffy towels and then of the two of
them wrapped in one huge shared towel.

   That's when the giggling and whispering started.

   "What?" he asked only to be met with more giggles.

   His lens captured the gap in the towel where two pairs of legs showed
close together.  He ignored the giggles.

   "Ta Dah!" yelled Mollie to get his attention.

   He looked up, camera in hand, as Mollie waved Charlie's green bikini top
above her head.

   Danny took pictures with a lump in his throat as the girl whirled it
around several times before heaving it off t the side of the room.

   More wriggling and giggling followed and then Charlie held Mollie's
bronze bikini top aloft, copied her friend and tossed it away.

   Danny swallowed again but couldn't quite clear the lump in his throat.

   "You ready?" asked Mollie

   "Ready for what?" he croaked

   "To take pictures silly" his neighbour replied.

   Danny nodded.

   Within that capacious towel the girls turned away from him, let the
towel slip and ran for the edge of the pool.

   Danny captured every moment as two girls, each wearing only bikini
bottoms, launched themselves over the water.

   He caught them in mid air, arms wrapped around knees as they prepared to
bomb the water and then he moved to the side of the pool and fired off more
shots as the water frothed and the girls surfaced.

   "Naughty naughty!" grinned Charlie as her arm moved over her bare chest.

   "I wasn't, um, er ......" he stammered

   The girls giggled, turned away from him again and all he saw were a pair
of backsides as they dove back under the water.

   He followed them as they swam almost the entire length of the pool
before coming up for air, snapping away as fast as he could.  They grinned
again, taking great care to cover their budding breasts from the boy and
his camera.

   "You got enough pictures for now?" asked Mollie

   "Suppose so" replied Danny

   "Coming for a swim then?" the girl asked again.

   "Yeah.  OK" he replied as he put his camera aside and started to undo
his shorts.  "Do you want your tops back then?" he asked as he moved
towards the discarded garments.

   The girls giggled and shook their heads.  Danny swallowed again, tossed
aside his tee shirt and flung himself into the water.

   A good natured game of tag ensued.  Danny was so caught up in the game
he pretty much forgot that his companions were topless.  The occasional
glimpse of forbidden flesh when one or other launched themselves out of the
water reminded him though and he was careful not to make intimate contact.

   Occasionally, in the heat of the moment, reactions got the better of him
and his fingers did brush across the odd nipple.

   The result was the girls feigning anger and attacking him as a team.

   Charlie clambered up behind him and, for the second time that day,
massaged his back with her bare breasts.  That was a side issue, of course.
What she was actually doing was coving his eyes, getting a grip around his
neck and generally trying to immobilise him.

   The boy hardly noticed the drawstring of his shorts being tugged.  But
he did.  As Mollie tugged downwards his hands shot south to protect
himself. He was quick enough.

   Now it was his turn to feign anger.

   Somehow he managed to shrug Charlie off his back and the girls squealed
as he gave chase.

   They were fast, practised swimmers but his size and strength allowed him
to catch up quite quickly.

   His first grab at Mollie's ankle was repelled when she kicked out hard.

   The girls separated.  Danny went after the nearest, Mollie.

   This time he got closer before making a grab.

   He missed the first time but his second attempt allowed him to grab the
fabric of her bikini bottoms.

   She squirmed, laughing all the while as he tried to reel her in.

   She squirmed again, he felt something give and she was gone.

   Her bikini bottoms, though, were in his hand.

   He followed the girls back towards shallower water until it was no more
than waist deep.

   Two modesty seeking girls crouched below the surface as he approached.

   Finally he stood.  Held up the scrap of cloth and grinned.

   Charlie gasped.  Mollie suck out her tongue.

   Danny grinned again, balled the material up and through it out of the
pool.

   His eyes turned to Charlie.

   "No!" she squealed "You can't!" as she struck out.

   Mollie grinned as the boy gave chase and then followed at a more
leisurely pace.

   Something had given the shy boy permission.  He knew exactly what he was
going to do.  Charlie knew, Mollie knew.  It was an open secret.  Danny was
going swimming with two naked girls.

   He caught up with Charlie quickly enough.

   He made a show of grabbing for her leg, her arm.  Charlie would squeal
and turn away.

   Slowly though.  Slowly she was being herded into a corner.

   He reached her as she made the ladder.  He caught her partly because she
had reached the ladder.

   Her hesitation at clambering out and displaying herself to Danny had
been the final failure.

   The boy wrapped one hand about her shoulders and pulled her away from
the side.

   He held her as they trod water together, one hand cupping a small
breast.

   Mollie swam up to within a few feet.  She smiled at Charlie's wide eyed
look and then looked at Danny.

   "Go on then" she urged.

   With one hand firmly clamped over a breast the boy slid the other down
her torso.

   Charlie wriggled a little and he wrapped that arm around her midriff
until she calmed.

   Then, certain now that he had everybody's permission, the boy allowed
his hand to travel down further.

   His fingers traced the waistband of her bikini bottoms and he felt her
stomach tighten under his touch.  He moved to her hip, found a bow and
tugged gently.

   Charlie bit her lip and looked at Mollie but made no move to break away.

   Danny changed hands.

   He made short work of the second tie and roughly tugged the bikini scrap
from between her legs.

   He held it aloft, still holding the girl in one arm, screwed it up and
tossed it aside.

   Then, rolling onto his side and keeping hold of Charlie, he started
swimming slowly back to shallower water.

   "Come on" he urged Mollie.

   Mollie fell into a lazy stroke alongside him and the trio drifted down
the pool.

   Once confident of being able to stand, the boy did just that.  Pulling
Charlie upright alongside him he held out a hand to Mollie.

   She allowed herself to be captured and drawn into a matching embrace and
Danny had a breast in each hand.

   The boy walked them to the side of the pool.

   Letting go of Mollie he gripped Charlie around her waist and boosted her
onto the side of the pool.

   She clamped her legs shut and covered herself with her hands.

   Danny smiled gently, reached up and removed her hands and then turned to
Mollie.

   Soon he had two delightfully naked girls sat on the side of the pool. 
He took the time to study their breasts before slipping a hand between
Mollie's knees and applying gentle pressure.

   The girl gulped down extra air but allowed her legs to be parted
nonetheless.

   Charlie looked down at the area Danny stared at and when the boy met her
gaze she parted her own legs without preamble.

   "Wow!" he hissed.

   The ringing of the telephone on the wall near the lifeguard station
broke the spell.

   Charlie, naked as the day she was born, scampered over to it.

   "Yes daddy" she said into the handset before returning, unashamedly
naked, to the poolside.

   "Dad says we have to come out of the pool now.  It's getting late."

   Mollie had clothes to change into.  Charlie simply tugged her shorts
into place and wrapped a towel around her shoulders before stepping forward
and gently kissing Danny's cheek.

   Mollie kissed him in much the same way, but with one hand pressing up
against the bulge in his swimming shorts.

   Danny hung back as the girls left.  He wanted to make sure the lights
were properly off.  He also wanted to get his body under a little control
before he risked meeting anybody on the journey.

   Mr Grainger served him a coke in the bar area a short while later.

   "Girls have gone off to bed" he said gruffly "This modelling must be
tiring work"

   Danny looked at him.

   "Goodnight Danny" the man said as Danny moved away with his drink.

   The boy slept soundly.

   He woke in the night and fumbled for his watch.  It was too dark to make
out the time.

   He lay back, wide awake now, and relived his time in the pool.

   His hand absently stroked his cock.

   He sought out his watch again.  He still couldn't see anything.

   "About 3.30" said a voice in the dark.

   Danny leapt out of his skin.

   Mollie giggled as she turned on her small torch.

   "What?  How?" he started

   "Shhhhh!" she hissed "Noise travels"

   Danny calmed down.  He drew the covers up his body as she approached the
bed.

   "How did you get in?" he whispered

   "Pass key" the girl replied

   "What do you want?"

   "Couldn't sleep" she offered as a hand drifted down the outside of the
covers to where she envisaged his groin might be.

   "Mollie!" he whispered loudly

   "I showed you mine" she grinned

   "that was different"

   "Different how?"

   "We were just mucking about"

   "No we weren't Danny.  That might have been true at the start but when
you ripped my pants off you decided to carry on playing."

   "So did you" the boy argued

   "True" she admitted "and I made sure you got Charlie naked too.  Enjoy
the show did you?"

   "Mollie, I never meant for ......"

   "I know you didn't silly.  Charlie and I knew we'd have to push you a
bit."

   "You planned it?"

   "Not quite" she grinned "We planned to fool about a bit and let you cop
a feel in the water.  I didn't think it would go so far."

   "You want to stop?"

   Mollie looked down on him with something approaching pity

   "Would I be here if I wanted to stop things?"

   "I dunno"

   "Yes you do Danny."

   Mollie suddenly went thoughtful

   "Do you want to stop?" she asked

   Danny shook his head.

   "Can I see then?"

   The boy released the covers and, with supreme effort, placed his hands
by his sides.

   Mollie drew the covers back until his semi erect cock was in view.

   "ohhhh" she said "Never saw one before `cept in books"

   "Right" smiled Danny "It's not been a common event for me to have two
naked girls in a swimming pool either."

   Mollie giggled and Danny joined in.

   "Shift over" she said as she tugged her pyjama top over her head.

   The boy soon found a half naked girl alongside him in the bed.

   There was a brief nervous silence before the pair wriggled down under
the covers as one.  Mollie turned off her torch and the room was plunged
into silent blackness once again.

   Silent until the girl giggled as his fingers found her nipple.

   For her part Mollie quickly discovered the way to encourage growth from
a teenage cock.  That is anything that might resemble touch!  Danny grew in
confidence and lust and her pyjama bottoms ended up on the floor next to
the bed.

   For an hour or so the pair fumbled and caressed, never really attaining
or seeking any particular goal.  Eventually, as the first shafts of dawn
slipped across the window, Mollie gave his erection one last squeeze,
disentangled herself from his arms and slipped out of bed.

   "Thanks" she whispered as she dressed.

   Danny raised an eyebrow.

   "For not getting too carried away.  You're a sweet guy"

   "Will I see you later?"

   "Breakfast at 9.30 in the dining room" she hissed as she left the room.

   Breakfast was an interesting event.

   There was an atmosphere that Danny didn't quite get.  And yet, whenever
he made eye contact with either girl he got nothing but smiles.

   It wasn't until they were heading out of the complex that the news
broke.

   "Charlie was awake when I got back" explained Mollie.  "She thinks I
cheated or that you like me more than her or something"

   Danny looked at Charlie

   "That's lame" he announced "I'd have been just as happy if you had
visited" he added

   "Really!" stormed Mollie, eyes flashing

   "What, oh, er ....."

   "Just kidding neighbour" grinned Mollie

   "Bitch!" hissed Charlie as her smile broke

   They laughed and joked as they walked.  Three normal kids enjoying the
early summer sun.

   They finally rounded the corner into the top paddock.  The wind break
was still in place.  Nobody else was about.

   "Race you" squealed Charlie as she took off with Mollie in hot pursuit.

   Danny was a few paces behind when he realised the game and broke into a
run.

   Halfway there and he was quickly gaining on the pair when Charlie's tee
shirt hit him in the head.

   He stopped to pick it up without thinking and then looked up to see the
girls racing away and discarding clothing as they went.

   Charlie had nothing else to discard on top so it was left to Mollie to
run, giggle and tug off her own tee shirt as she went.

   She was wearing a bra Danny noticed, but not for long.

   The boy moved forward again as the girls sipped behind the orange
striped screen.

   He collected Mollie's shirt and bra and then slipped around the
windbreak himself.

   The girls were in fits of giggles.  Rolling around the grass together.

   Danny slumped down to watch the play fight develop.

   Mollie was the heavier and taller but Charlie was wiry, energetic and
determined.

   It could have gone either way.

   "Help me Danny" squealed Mollie

   "No help me" countered Charlie.

   "C'mon Danny" suggested Mollie "if we work together we can get her
shorts off too"

   Danny chuckled at that thought.

   "Yeah" stormed Charlie "Your jeans wouldn't be too hard either - c'mon
Danny make a choice"

   A choice.  Oh shit.

   "I'll give you a kiss" said Charlie breathlessly between trying to pin
her friend down.

   "A kiss?" queried Mollie "he can do better than that"

   "What then, he can feel my tits then" offered Charlie

   "If he helps me" said Mollie squirming under her friend "he can feel
your tits and your cunny"

   "Mollie!" squealed Charlie "help me Danny and you can feel my tits and
her cunny"

   Danny giggled as they offered each others body to him.

   "Wait!" hissed Mollie Everything stopped for a moment.

   "If you help me Danny I'll make it good."

   "How you gonna do that" snarled Charlie still wrestling the other girls
arms above her head.

   Mollie went quiet for a moment.

   "Danny, help me strip Charlie please.  You get her naked and I'll, er,
I'll suck your thing."

   Everything went still.

   "You wouldn't!" said Charlie incredulously

   "I would" snapped back Charlie getting into her stride "If Danny helps
me strip you I would.  I'd do it whilst he fiddled with your bits."

   "Mollie!" squealed Charlie before turning to Danny "She's lying.  She
won't do it.  I bet."

   "Only one way to find out" chided Mollie.

   Danny swallowed hard.  He had heard about that kind of stuff, he just
never thought it was real.

   His brain stopped and his cock started.

   Moments later he had Charlie pinned to the grass whilst Mollie stripped
her of her shorts and underwear.

   Charlie seemed to almost be in shock.

   She leant back against the boy, naked save for her sandals, and watched
in numb fascination as his hands roamed over her body.

   She parted her legs and let him feel her clumsily with one outstretched
hand whilst the other rubbed a nipple vigorously.

   After a few minutes Danny looked over at Mollie as she half crouched in
the grass.

   "You don't have to" he whispered

   "Yeah she does" countered Charlie

   Mollie allowed her eyes to flitter between the two of them and then drop
down to the bulge in Danny's jeans.

   She stood.

   "Take off your jeans" the boy urged

   "That wasn't part of the deal" she replied

   "No" he agreed "but I thought ...."

   He stopped as her hands moved to undo her jeans.

   Mollie kicked off her own trainers and shoved her jeans down and off.

   Then wearing plain white panties and a sly grin she approached the boy.

   Danny continued to toy with Charlie.  One finger had slipped inside her
and the girl was starting to feel emotions other than fear and
embarrassment.

   Both Charlie and Danny watched as Mollie knelt between the boys legs. 
Slowly, tentatively, she unzipped him and reached inside.

   Briefly he took his hands from his other prize to undo the popper for
her.  She looked up and nodded.

   She folded down his boxers and his cock throbbed into the light.

   "You really gonna do it?" hissed Charlie.

   Danny pinched her nipple and she fell silent.

   Mollie wet her lips and bent down into his lap.  She licked at the tip
of his cock hesitantly and then, wrapping her hand around the shaft, took
the head into her mouth.

   Danny arched up, forcing more of his flesh between her lips.  His
fingers danced over Charlie's tits and hummed between her legs.

   Mollie kept her mouth around his cock, using her tongue to massage it as
she had read in one of her dads magazines.

   He didn't last long.

   Some sixth sense gave the girl fair warning and her head shot backwards
as the first jet of stickiness flew forth to land on the grass between
them.

   Mollie took over with her hands and milked the boy into submission as
Charlie stared open mouthed.

   Maybe it was the distraction but Charlie's own orgasm crept up on her
and, as soon as the boy gained sufficient control to push a second finger
into her passage she squealed her joy.  Silence descended for a time.

   Mollie even started to doze in the sunlight before she felt Danny
tugging at her underwear.

   She lifted her hips and he stripped her.

   Then, gently and slowly, he fingered her to orgasm as Charlie held her
hand.

   For some time three spent youngsters cuddled together behind that orange
screen.  Two naked twelve year old girls and a teenage boy with his jeans
and boxers around his knees.

   Occasionally, one of his hands would brush a nipple and elicit a gasp
from the owner.  Occasionally, Mollie would touch his cock and watch the
speed with which it grew.

   An hour or two past before they moved apart, regained clothing and
wandered back down the hill in comparative silence.