Of course they do

"Hey Julie."

"Hi Brian." She said shyly. Julie didn't even need to walk towards them, or at least it seemed that way as she was quickly surrounded by the guys, the sun's heat making it hot to the touch, but even with the feel of it against her bare shoulders and back it was still more comfortable for her then to be close to the lustful guys of her high school. They'd never seen her dress like this, or even be so outgoing...Brian was supposedly Julie's boyfriend, and she idly wondered what she'd think of him eying her up like this.

Hell, she wondered what she'd think of her stealing glances at his crotch. Having so much attention on her was exciting, and it felt like her entire body was on fire. They could see all of her, and there was no way for her to discreetly steal glances at their crotches. But their eyes were too intense, and none of them were trying to hide their gazes. Not Mitch, or Paul, or Mike. Not John, the skinny cornerback who'd leaned on the wall next to her. Or Bruce, the black offensive lineman who's bulge was visible through his loose shorts...she licked her lips.

"Tart?" asked Paul, and Julie could only grin back at him as she deep throated the iced treat. It was almost done, and they talked about nothing; school, people they all knew, the guy doing anything to distract from the fact they were ogling Julie's body. She was barely responding at all even as they looked at her, only one word responses like "mmm-hmmm" or "yeah". The attention was intoxicating, and the guys started to look for excuses to brush against her, or to jockey for position next to her against the wall so they could look down her bikini top.

She brushed her hair away from her forehead, the sweat running down her collarbone as she finally broke the mundane. "So, um, guys, are you doing anything?" Her confidence faltered as she fumbled for words. "I was wondering if some of you would like to come over to hang out..."

Some glances were exchanged between the guys before Brian answered first..