"Hey," said Connie, "let's make sure we don't get like that ... burned to a crisp. It would ruin everything."
"Yes," June agreed, "it sure would cut out a lot of the fun and games."
Already in the crowded patio, June had singled out a target. She had never seen a boy quite so handsome. She nudged Connie on the elbow and nodded in the direction of this special young guy. He was not tall, as they both saw, but was of better than medium height, with a smooth, bronzed chestiness that stole their breaths away. His waist was narrow, and his swim-trunks fitted around him like the skin on a bologna-sausage. His thighs were well-muscled and tanned like the rest of him and muscles seemed to ripple with his every step, his every motion. For the moment, as they watched, he seemed to be talki
