Get the fuck out

I snatched up my clothes and got the hell out of there, determined that nobody would ever know what had happened in that room. I was pissed and ready to give Amy a piece of my mind, when i reached the bottom of the stairs and smacked right into Kate, a kind of bookish girl i had had my eye on for a while.

Literally ran right into her. We got tangled up and went crashing to the floor. Her knees were up and her legs were spread, and i was right in the middle, our crotches smashed together. My left hand was on her right breast and out faces were just an inch or so apart.

"Ohmygod!" she screamed.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah...uh...I think so," she mumbled, then looked down at my hand gripping her breast. "My boob is okay too."

I blushed and quickly climbed off of her.

"I am so sorry!"

"Its my fault, I was distracted," she said.

"Where were you going?"

"Oh...yeah...I dont really have a swim suit, so i was just gonna head home," she said.

"Why didnt you bring a swin suit?"

"I dont really have a swim suit body," she said.

"Bull, you're hot," I blurted before i could catch myself, and it was her turn to blush. "I mean...I..."

"Damn, now i wish i had one," she said.

"Do you know Amy?" I asked, and she nodded. "Go find her and tell her she owe me big time, and I would forgive her if she would loan youna suit."

"Okay," she said and rushed off.

I headed out to the pool.