True Grave
Make The Wrong Things Right
- Joined
- Jun 30, 2010
- Location
- Where The Fight Takes Me
As Angel walked past her, Valerie could see that her ass was looking tempting in that bikini bottom. The bikini could have been fitted it so well matched her physique. On top of that, her ass shook and her breasts bounced with each step she took, drawing all kinds of male eyes to her. Angel had raised the bar, and Valerie would be hard-pressed to counter it. There was only one possible counter she could make, an original technique that she could use in that moment. Without hesitation, Valerie dove into the water.
Underwater, she front flipped and planted her feet on the pool's bottom. After waiting a moment, she shot up and hit the surface at full speed, causing her breasts to shoot upwards in her top so fast they almost popped out before settling and bouncing deliciously a few times. Valerie threw a smirk toward Angel, knowing that she would have to work to counter that one, and to do it differently than she had done it. Valerie was the underdog in this battle, there was no doubt, but that just made her willing to fight harder than Angel might be willing to. The majority of the guys were looking at Valerie as water ran down her impressive cleavage, but some guys were watching Angel, knowing that her boobs would bounce on the slide at least once on the way down.
Scott smiled as the young lady got a shy blush on her cheeks.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you."
In one fluid movement, he did a front-flip and landed perfectly in the water in front of her, leaving not much splash and doing it so casually that it seemed like no big deal.
"You got a name, cutie?"
He placed his hands in the pockets of his blue swim trunks, seeming completely at ease. Scott was the unusual kind of teenager that was completely confident in himself, and that confidence tended to make him popular with the girls.
Not long after Brandon and Derek finished talking, Blake and Cory returned. They decided to switch to Destiny for a more sci-fi experience, and began playing as they usually did. Blake had recently gotten Overwatch, but they were waiting on that a bit until they honed their skills well enough at Destiny. Most FPS games had slightly different elements that made nailing down the basic skill set all that more important. When the pizza delivery arrived, they all split the cost for three large supreme pizzas and ate as they played. Brandon cracked a Pepsi and drank it in intervals, having a great time hanging out with the bros that he had not seen for months.
Underwater, she front flipped and planted her feet on the pool's bottom. After waiting a moment, she shot up and hit the surface at full speed, causing her breasts to shoot upwards in her top so fast they almost popped out before settling and bouncing deliciously a few times. Valerie threw a smirk toward Angel, knowing that she would have to work to counter that one, and to do it differently than she had done it. Valerie was the underdog in this battle, there was no doubt, but that just made her willing to fight harder than Angel might be willing to. The majority of the guys were looking at Valerie as water ran down her impressive cleavage, but some guys were watching Angel, knowing that her boobs would bounce on the slide at least once on the way down.
Scott smiled as the young lady got a shy blush on her cheeks.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you."
In one fluid movement, he did a front-flip and landed perfectly in the water in front of her, leaving not much splash and doing it so casually that it seemed like no big deal.
"You got a name, cutie?"
He placed his hands in the pockets of his blue swim trunks, seeming completely at ease. Scott was the unusual kind of teenager that was completely confident in himself, and that confidence tended to make him popular with the girls.
Not long after Brandon and Derek finished talking, Blake and Cory returned. They decided to switch to Destiny for a more sci-fi experience, and began playing as they usually did. Blake had recently gotten Overwatch, but they were waiting on that a bit until they honed their skills well enough at Destiny. Most FPS games had slightly different elements that made nailing down the basic skill set all that more important. When the pizza delivery arrived, they all split the cost for three large supreme pizzas and ate as they played. Brandon cracked a Pepsi and drank it in intervals, having a great time hanging out with the bros that he had not seen for months.