I crept downstairs when I got hungry. A fizzy pop and a bag of crisps were handy and I was starting back to my room with them when Dawn came in the back door. She smiled and winked as she came toward me.

“I have a question for you.” She stopped in front of me and looked up. My eyes were on her breasts. I swallowed hard.

“What?”

“Do you think it’s working?” She reached behind her neck and untied the thin white straps that held up her bikini top. My jaw dropped as she lowered them and the two small triangles covering her breasts. There they were again-heavy, creamy white flesh topped with a brownish-pink nipple apiece that pointed straight towards me. My eyes flicked up to her face, and I saw that mischievous Dawnie smile playing on her lips.

“Can you see any lines?” She lifted her breasts, turning to the side a little.

“Dawn, quit it.” I cleared my throat and moved to go past her. “This is so wrong I don’t even know where to start.”

“I’m serious!” She edged around me and stopped in my way again.

“So am I.”

“Don’t be mean,” she purred, turning her back to me and pulling her bikini bottoms up so they rode between her arse cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at me. “Do you see lines?”

“No.” I stared at the full, round globes of her arse. “I think you’re going to have to stay out there longer.”

“Oh, hell,” she muttered, turning back around. Her breasts were still exposed and they swayed a little when she moved. “Ooo, crisps!” She snatched the bag out of my hand, opening them and heading toward the back door.

“Hey!”

“So come and get ‘em,” she teased, waving the bag and winking. “Oh, David-it’s hot out here. Would you get me an iced lolly? Please?”

I sighed, turning back toward the fridge and fulfilling her request. When I walked outside, she was back in the lounge chair, her top done up again, munching on the crisps.